FabSwingers.com forum: Idle College Afternoons Part 4

By (user no longer on site) OP
35 weeks ago

My nineteen birthday had just pasted, Denise and I went to a local Chinese restaurant and sort of celebrated with a bottle of Blue Nun. One funny thing happened though. Denise had been to the restaurant before and suggested I had the squid with chilli, so I did. It was Ok I guess, but some of it was quite chewy, Denise tied some and agreed it should be softer. Anyway, when the waiter came round asking about our food I said the squid was rubbery. He responded by beaming and thanking me for the compliment about the food. How odd I thought until it dawned on me that his English was probably not that good.

I was still awaiting the right moment to approach Denise about bums, as in touching each other there. I’d managed to get very close to her hole a few times as we made love, but apart from the time early on when I’d touched her there, no actual anal contact had occurred. I’d often exposed myself to her when we were on the bed, letting her see me between the legs from the rear, maybe my hanging balls were of more interest than the more hairy area behind them. It was that very thought that gave me an idea. Denise was smooth around her pussy, she certainly looked good everywhere between her legs with her arsehole nicely presented to me when I fucked her doggy style or she rode me whilst facing away from me.

My thoughts also went to Phillip’s bum hole, one I now touched and probed when we met up for wanking sessions, he had even more hair there than I did and it did look dark there and, in my opinion, less attractive that a girl’s anus with little or no hair there, so maybe I should trim or shave mine too. Would that appeal more to Denise? Or to Phillip for that matter.

I decided to have a go, so with a good squirt of shaving foam in my fingers I reached around and lathered up my crack and arsehole. I must admit to being very nervous, I certainly didn’t want any blood, any accidents, so took my time, making small strokes outwards with the razor and trying to avoid any actual contact with my anus itself. I soon became more confident and when I sponged away the last of the foam and bent over to look at myself in the mirror I was quite pleased with the sight. My actual bum, my bottom was naturally smooth anyway so it was just my crack that had needed attention, that now looked hairless, my pucker much easier to see and hopefully more attractive to touch.

I decided that Phil was to be the first judge as we were planning to have a wank that afternoon after classes over the latest hard core porn mag he had bought the day before. Some great cocks on display he had already told me, fewer were shown already inside the girl’s cunts he had said, so more bell ends and lengths to look at.

We drove back to his home as usual, I was just about hard thinking about the session to come as we arrived.

“Phil, I’ve shaved my bum this morning,” I finally managed to say as we made our way to his bedroom. “I’m still trying to get Denise to play with me there so I thought it might look better without all that hair, you know, around it.”

“I always thought you weren’t that hairy there, at least compared to me and the odd photo in the magazine where you can see the guy from behind.”

“I know, but thought I’d try it, Denise’s bum looks good smooth, so thought I’d see how it goes with her.”

As usual we striped off together, both cocks eager for wanking off, probably a suck too now we did that.

“OK, let’s see,” Phillip asked as I threw my pants onto a chair, “bend over.”

I did as instructed, leaning onto Phil’s bed, spreading my legs so he could see clearly between them. I looked at his bed covers, it felt like some sort of medical examination was about to happen. Instead I felt my bum cheeks held, then parted.

“Oh, nice, you look just like a girl, fuckable.”

“Really? You would fuck a guy’s hole if he was smooth like a girls?”

“Well, maybe, not saying I actually would, but it’s a hole to fuck, would feel the same anyway. Wouldn’t have to be smooth either.”

I said nothing then but he clearly had thoughts that way, I could sort of understand that, anal with Linda had felt good, the tightness of her rear hole and it gripping my cock whilst I fucked her.

Phillip let go my left cheek, his right pulled harder to keep me open, then I felt his finger touch me there, stroking around my anus and fuck, it felt good. It’s exactly what I wanted Denise to start doing.

Phillip stroked my hole a little longer then grabbed me by the dangling bollocks, jerked down and squeezed me. I moaned with pleasure.

“OK, we wanking?”

Phil had stood back, my balls again free, I too raised myself off the bed and turned to face Phil, he was obviously fully hard, his foreskin was back revealing the shine of his knob.

“Fancy a suck?” he asked.

I didn’t need to give an answer, no point really, I just dropped to my knees and moved my mouth to his cock, no hands needed. He was wet of course, his hole leaking, I could taste it as I used my mouth on him, taking his length now with hardly a gag. Hands took my head and pulled me lightly onto him, I liked him taking control of me, forcing his knob down my throat. I knew I wouldn’t suck him off right then, just warm him up, so to speak as we had some wanking to do.

We soon settled down to look through the magazine, Phillip was right, more lengths and bell ends on show this time, some really good cum shots too with the guys captured mid-shot as their spunk streaked through the air heading for a girl’s face or tits. Lucky girls I said to Phillip.

“You fancy that? A guys wanking over your face?”

“Er, well, I think so, what about you?” I responded.

“Why not, I’ve wanked over girl’s faces before, it’s a great sight, seeing your spunk as it lands and how they react. One girl I knew loved it and would have her mouth open to catch any, another kept her mouth and eyes tight shut. Oh, that’s one thing, try and not get it in the eyes, it really stings, the one who had her mouth open had some land in her eye and that really screwed the next times.”

As the pages turned we both commented on the cocks, their size naturally, but then in more detail, the shape of the guy’s glans, their overall size with respect to their shaft girth, their balls – size, hang, even if they looked the same size or hung evenly.

During this time our hands slowly stroked our cocks and felt our balls, I would drop my balls and stroke a nipple occasionally.

Pussy was still a huge interest to us both of course and we both would point out a girl that had the sort of pussy each of us preferred. Having said that, pussy is pussy and neither of us would have turned one away, hairy, smooth, large flaps, no lips, etc. Both of us loved seeing the guys with their huge cocks up cunts and occasionally, arseholes, one girl had both her holes fucked at the same time, now that did interest us. We just needed the right girl.

Finally the last page and the desperately needed wank off arrived. Phil wanted to save this magazine, too precious to stick the pages together, at least for now was his view and I agreed.

“Facial?” Phillip suddenly asked me.

“What, cum off over each other’s face?”

“Why not, it’s just cum. Keep your eyes closed or at least ready to if you see some spunk heading for them.”

“Mouths?”

“Paul, you have to ask?”

I laughed, “OK, you’re right, it’ll be fun.”

“Right, you can go first if you like, how do you want me?” he said.

I sort of looked around, thinking of the best position for Phil’s face and my cock. Then I considered how I would normally shoot too, usually four or five good heavy ropes followed by some lesser, thinner cum, that would go a foot or so then finally dribble from my penis.

“How about with you kneeling with me standing in front, that’s about the right height, what you think?”

“Yeah, you aim at my mouth then. So, we can have two rules, mouth open and any spunk that goes in the mouth we have to swallow. Reasonable?”

“Sure. Rule two?”

“Oh, yeah. Rule two is any spunk on your face has to be wiped into your mouth and swallowed too.”

Now this was going to be fun I thought, new too as we hadn’t done this before. Looking at Phil’s cock as he masturbated with it pointing straight at me sounded so horny too, I loved to watch my own cock when I wank with my feet over my head, I’m focused on my slit and just waiting till I orgasm and it ejects my spunk towards my mouth.

Phillip knelt as suggested, his own penis still rock hard with the anticipation of my ejaculation over his face. He looked up to me as I stood in front of him, I was probably no more than a foot from his face, that is the end of my cock was about a foot from him.

I took hold of my shaft and my free left hand went towards my balls, cupping them then fondling them as my other hand began to move. I watched Phillip’s face intently, I wondered if I would have to tell him when to open his mouth or would he just know, or even tease me with it.

I masturbated, a steady rhythm established, I wouldn’t take too long, the combination of the men and girls in the pictures, my hand stroking myself as we studied and of course now my friends face looking up at me in anticipation of me spunking over him.

Phil licked his lips and then opened his mouth wide, his tongue then pushed out and he wriggled it, as if working a clit. Not much longer I thought, probably twenty seconds I was that close, my balls must be about to rise….

“Yeah, yeah, I’m cumming…. Aaaahhh, aaahhh…”

I tried to focus, to keep my aim on Phil’s mouth or at least his face. I still wanked as the first pulse of spunk shot, then my second, third, fourth. My hips had pressed forwards so by now my cock was almost touching Phillip’s face, which was handy as my final ejaculations still managed to reach him.

I stopped masturbating, now spent and looked down, Phillip had streaks of my semen across his cheeks, some on his nose and… oh, yes, in his mouth as he parted his lips to show my cum on his tongue and then even more appeared as he pushed spunk towards his lips for me to see.

I thought he would have swallowed already but no, so I too dropped to my knees and reaching out, wiped a streak of cum from his cheek and put my finger in his mouth. Phil sucked it clean, so I did the same with another streak until all traces of my cum had been consumed.

He swallowed. And again. There was no suggestion he didn’t like the taste in his mouth, by his expression of delight he clearly was extremely happy to have taken my load. His open mouth showed me he had obeyed the rules too. It was now my turn to obey.

Both of us now standing, me with my softening penis, Phil with his very hard erection, we sought confirmations. I had to ask first, only right.

“You OK with that, I mean you took virtually all of my load?”

“Yeah, of course, loved seeing you aim at me, I always think cocks do look good as they cum, but right into your face, awesome! Good aiming too, hope I’m as good.”

“My cum, did it taste OK?” I asked, hoping Phillip was indeed happy to have my load in his mouth.

“Yes, its fine and I’m so used to it by now. Anyway, it’s your turn. Get into position, I really need to cum myself now, any longer and I’ll be getting blue balls.”

We both laughed.

So, I knelt with my face looking up towards Phillip, he pointed his knob directly at me and began to rub himself. I focused on the small slit in the end of his cock, it always amazed me how such huge wads of spunk could come from so small a hole, but I guess that the pressure that propels it out was a key factor too.

I began counting his strokes but after about forty I gave up and just stared at his glans and hole even harder, every second or so his foreskin pushed up over his rim and partially covered his shiny helmet with its moist slit.

I listened for Phillip’s breathing, glanced down at his testicles to see if they were pulling up yet, awaiting signs of my impending facial.

Phil began to moan, his hand slowed fractionally, taking aim I assumed. My mouth was wide open now, like at the dentist, my tongue extended, ready for and craving the taste of his sperm.

A grunt and the first hot streak of cum hit my face, then a second, the third entered my mouth hitting my tongue a bit further back. I wanted more, I could taste spunk now, warm, salty, slightly bitter. More arrived as another load hit my upper front teeth only to be rapidly licked and sucked inside. I must have taken five good shots right into my mouth, there was certainly plenty of cum to slurp about, that’s before I wiped any of his load from around my face into my mouth.

I held his semen for as long as I could, swishing it around my mouth as I often did with my own cum. Then I swallowed, opened my mouth as Phil had done and grinned up at him.

The whole experience I enjoyed. Really enjoyed.

Denise and I now had fairly regular sex, we occasionally went back to my place when free in the afternoon, pillow girl had become redundant, at least for now as I had the real thing, a warm pussy and real tits but best of all was a head. I know that might sound daft, but fucking a headless torso, whilst physically reasonably satisfying, was really just masturbation.

Our activities in the car at night had settled on mutual wanking – I was now pretty skilled with Denise’s clit and few sexy words in her ear and as I rubbed away between her legs I soon had her crying out and squirming in her seat. I would lick my fingers whist she pulled her pants and jeans back up, just savouring her taste.

As for me, well, pretty simple really, I liked being sucked off best of course, but having my cock stroked and made to spurt was OK too. I had taken to keeping a box of tissues on the back parcel shelf, not sure my mum believed me when I said Denise sometimes had sneezing fits and often found herself without tissues.

Some evenings we went back to her parents’ house, usually after returning from the pub, but sometimes just to listen to music on her record player, she had a portable in her room. We never had full sex then, she was concerned her parents would hear as her bed did creak a bit, but they never came in to her room. She told me that when she had her first few boyfriends round she had to keep her door just open and her mother would occasionally knock and offer coffee or something as an excuse. So, what we could do physically was pretty much the same as in the car, just more comfortable.

It was one Tuesday night, we played some records and sat on her bed. Denise had already taken off her bra just after I arrived, I loved to see those pert tits, the way they stood and out topped with her perfect nipples. Alas, she put on a tee shirt but at least they were easy to feel, the softness of them and ease of access to those nipples if I slid my hand up her top.

After a short time Denise moved so she sat behind me, her legs stretched out either side of me, she rested her chin on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around me, the music played, we just enjoyed the touch of each other.

I had on a dark blue sort of knitted top, I quite liked it, a good fit too, fairly hugging across my chest so it was not long before Denise’s finger had located my nipples and began gently stroking them. I felt kisses on my cheek as she snuggled close to me, her breasts pressed into my back, I could make out the two points of pressure there. Unsurprisingly all this had made me aroused, my jeans bulged with those frequent surges of erection us guys experience, but much better than when it happens on the train or bus and it’s a struggle to hide it sometimes.

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35 weeks ago

Denise made comments on the music as we listened, the new David Bowie album Heroes, whilst maintaining her attention on my chest. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter, my cock straining now more frequently as it pushed hard against my fly. I really wanted to get it out and wank it or have Denise bring me off with her hand, but she had a strict rule, no cock, tits or pussy out before her parents had gone to bed which was usually about ten thirty and then when all had gone quiet it was allowed to unzip or pull tops off.

Bowie was put on again, we kissed, felt each other through clothes, both our pants and panties must have been soaked at the front, they usually were by now with the prolonged period of frustrated arousal we endured.

Finally we heard her parents go to their bedroom and the bathroom. Then as it went quiet the snogging became more passionate, hands found bums, tits and crotches.

“OK, we can have some quiet fun now,” Denise finally said, “God, I’m so horny, I need bringing off, you too judging by your jeans.”

“Yeah, my cock actually feels wet I’ve been hard so long,” I said as Denise pulled her T-shirt up and off revealing her tits, her nipples looked dark red and more swollen than usual, more signs our frustrated young bodies needed release.

“Right, let’s get these down,” Denise said quietly as she began to unfasten my belt, top button and then pulled on my fly zip, the strain in my jeans due to my penis making it harder to pull the zip fully down. “And these.” My undies followed, a dark patch had indeed formed when the tip of my cock had strained against the fabric for so long.

I was about to reach down and peel my foreskin back as I usually did but Denise stopped me, taking hold of my hand and placing it on my right hip.

“Let me do this,” she said and with that she knelt in front of me and without using her hands opened her mouth and leaned forward to take my cock to her mouth, my foreskin still all wrinkled over the end of my glans and glistening with pre cum.

Looking down I could see her lips close in on the soft skin of my penis just behind where my bell end was, with some light pressure from her lips she then pushed on down my shaft taking my foreskin with it, thus finally exposing my knob inside her mouth and with it my wetness.

Two hands reached for my buttocks and drew me to her face, my own hips responded by moving forward and my cock slid effortlessly down and into her throat, an action that began to be repeated with increasing frequency and force too. My bollocks, still warm from my jeans, now hung quite low and began to slap her chin each time I was pulled forward.

I knew I couldn’t last long, not with the hour or so of build up to this point, Denise had clearly set her mind on me cumming in her mouth so there would be no evidence of my semen to be found by her mother when she cleaned the room.

I don’t think my girlfriend would have heard me even if I’d said that I was about to ejaculate, and ejaculate I did. I could really feel the back of her throat on my cock head each time I was pulled hard into her mouth and that triggered my ejaculation. It felt so good as I pulsed my cum, the throbbing under my testicles being particularly intense each time I contracted there at orgasm.

My spunking eventually subsided, I felt myself loose some stiffness, but, fuck, was my end sensitive now, as Denise still pulled my cock in and out of her mouth. I needed her to stop, to relieve me, relieve my cock of too much pleasure, more than I could actually stand. Finally I griped her head, she became still, I fell from her lips as she looked up at me and opened her mouth. Nothing there, either she had swallowed the lot or I had actually shot it down her throat, something that had never happened before.

Denise clambered upright, pulled my top up and off and then kissed me. I couldn’t taste semen, but I had to ask.

“Did you swallow or did it just go down?”

“Down, I just kept swallowing anyway but didn’t taste your cum, too far back I assume, but how did it feel?”

“Wow, that was good, I could really feel the back of your mouth and I guess throat each time you pulled me in, that’s what finally made me cum.”

“I’m pleased, always wanted to do that but chickened out before, afraid of gagging or spluttering on it or whatever, but tonight I was so turned on I just didn’t care.”

I leant in and we kissed again, for ages this time, her breasts pressed against me, reminding me, as if, that it was Denise’s turn next, my mouth to her cunt, tasting how wet she would be, my cock made a slight surge even having just cum, or I certainly thought it did.

Denise broke our kiss and took off her jeans and panties, she then went to the end of her bed, sat and lay back, opening her thighs wide as she did so. I looked at her hairless vulva, her tiny lips had parted revealing the inner pinkness of her vagina, all wet and shiny and her clit peeked out from its hood, demanding attention from me.

“Paul, I wish you were about to get your cock in me, but I need bringing off right now.”

I knelt, as I did Denise reached out and grabbed both her thighs and pulled them back towards her chest, opening herself to me even more, allowing more of the aroma of a completely aroused woman to reach my nostrils. I went down on her, my mouth pushing right onto her pussy, my tongue entering her then running all the way up to her clit, then again and again until Denise began to react, to moan quietly, make slight wriggles with her bum. The taste of her was the best thing ever, that slight metallic twang of her juices was having its effect on my penis already as it began to feel heavier and began to lift itself up off my balls.

I then used two fingers of my right hand to begin fingering her inside, pushing gradually deeper with each, well, finger fuck I suppose. Two soon became three fingers, a slow movement became a faster and faster one until my hand was hammering into her as my tongue worked on her clitoris. More moans emerged, not loud of course, more suppressed than anything. Denise was close to her orgasm, I could tell, all the signs were there.

I’m not sure what happened next, my fingers briefly withdrew from her cunt as I continued to slurp on her clit, both fingers generously coated in her juices of course, as was her short perineum between her vagina and anus. But it happened. I pushed my index finger to her hole, the small tight one, I could see it briefly when I came up for air from her clit, one moment tight and wet, the next opening to accept my finger. I pushed slowly, I knew it had to be slowly, both to ease penetration and to allow for any rejection of my anal probing. Nothing happened to prevent me going in further. My thumb was positioned to enter her vagina, wet open lips invited me to push there and it slipped inside without resistance. I could feel my finger inside her tight bum hole, I started to finger fuck her very slowly and could feel the movement on my thumb through her interior walls. For some reason I then pressed my thumb and forefinger together and sort of rubbed them as they both now finger fucked in unison. I was back at her clit with my mouth, tonguing rapidly over her tip. I had no idea how she would react to my administrations.

Denise came. Her body tensed, stiffened, she couldn’t cry out as she often did, just a heavily stifled moan as she gripped my head and pushed it way, relieving her clit of stimulation, my fingers still moving inside her for a few moments longer.

I watched her as she lay back on her bed almost gasping for air, her body twitched now and then. I stared between her still spread legs, not quite sure what I had done, concerned she might have some sort of fit with me.

As we both came down from the sexual excitement, I expected Denise to say something about me fingering her in the bum hole, after all I had my finger pretty well up inside her, certainly in past her anus and rubbing it against her pussy wall too.

But nothing except a huge hug and kisses, in fact we kissed for what seemed ages, long enough for my best friend to properly awaken again and stand upright.

However, it was late and I needed to go home, so no more fooling around.

As I lay in bed that night I wondered why Denise had said nothing, she certainly did the very first time and that was only just brushing her pucker, something that could have happened accidently during sexual activity. I was hard of course, but decided to sleep.

The next time I met up with Phillip at college he told me he had started going out with a new girl, Karen, he had met her through a visit to one of his father’s customers where she worked. He said she kept watching him as he spent an afternoon helping with some office installation work until finally he went over and they began to chat. Phil said she was clearly interested so he asked her out, she said yes. That was a week ago and he had met her a couple of times since.

To my enquiry about any physical intimacy so far he just laughed and said that I know what he’s like. Not much information I thought, so I asked what she looked like. So, she is 20, works in the sales department of the business, average height, pretty good body – which for Phillip usually means largish tits, long dark blond hair, blue eyes. Then he added – cock sucking lips. Now, did that mean she’d already been down on Phillip?

Phil did add that perhaps in a while, if all goes well between them we could go out as a four-some, I said that would be great, hoping Denise would agree, but I was sure she would.

Denise had come back home with me one afternoon, that gave us two to three hours alone together, plenty of time for full sex and either a second fuck or oral or whatever we fancied. Once we had had proper sex Denise asked me to masturbate for her, as if I was just home alone, having told her about what I do or at least did before we met (I still do, of course). Having only just cum inside her about half an hour earlier I asked if she would have her legs open for me and be topless, she said no, just wank yourself off whilst I watch you.

I’m not sure if she was being difficult but she actually began dressing.

“Oh, please,” I asked, “just tits then, to get me off.”

“Paul, just wank will you, I want to watch you bring yourself off, now please get hard and rub.”

“OK, OK.” I responded.

Denise went over and sat on a chair in the corner of my room, one I usually threw my clothes on, they were now on the end of my bed.

“Standing or lying down? I asked.

“So, if I wasn’t here and you wanted to wank off what would you do?”

“Probably standing, I often think my orgasms are more intense if I stand.”

“OK, standing, what do you do about your spunk?”

“Usually hold my hand out to catch it, any bits that miss get lost on the carpet. Probably loads on it by now.” I said laughing.

Denise smiled and gestured with her hand for me to begin masturbating.

My penis was about half and half, it stood out from my groin, but more of a hang than sticking out. My right hand gripped my shaft lightly and moved towards my pubes, exposing my glans for Denise who nodded her appreciation, whether that was for my bell end or the fact I had actually commenced wanking, I’m not sure. Still, my hand had begun the familiar up and down action and my cock responded accordingly by becoming rigid and a little moist at the hole.

After about a minute or so of wanking my full focus had transferred to my cock, my eyes now focused fully on my knob and hand, Denise forgotten almost. My left hand did what it usually did, it cupped my balls, allowing each testicle the pleasure, well for me it is, of receiving the full force of my downwards stroke about twice a second.

My eyes now closed, my wanking became faster and faster, I could almost feel the concentration in my face as I stroked myself towards ejaculation. I soon began to sense I was approaching cumming, but still needed to cross that boundary to when I knew I would cum. If Denise had spoken aloud to me, encouraged me then I would be off, no doubt.

Still I kept on wanking, full speed now, I moved my left hand from cupping my bollocks and began to hover it in front of my penis ready for my load, my now loose testicles slapped up and down between my legs, I could hear the sound they made and of course could feel them each stroke, that sound and the sensation of their weight took me nearer too.

Yes! That’s it, I’m cumming. I knew I was about to ejaculate, my hand awaited my semen. I’m sure Denise knew I was about to cum but I told her anyway, just in case she missed my first shots.

“Yes, cumming, aaahhh, aaaagghh….”

My cock puksed, I kept up the wanking, spunk initially missed my left hand but my second shot was held and so were the rest as my palm filled with warm white fluids, not as much as usual, most of today’s load was still up inside Denise.

I had virtually forgotten about Denise watching me until I finally opened my eyes to see her there right next to me. The next thing I knew was her hand taking mine and guiding it to her mouth where she lapped up my slightly thinner than usual semen, making sure to lick my palm and fingers clean.

The next thing I knew was a mouth on mine, kissing me. I opened my mouth as I always did and I guess, welcomed a now familiar taste.

We stayed kissing for a while, the taste of my sperm shared between us, each having to swallow small amounts as our mouth naturally watered. Eventually we broke, the vast majority of my cum load now digested between us.

“Paul, loved watching you, there’s something about watching a man cum, more dramatic than when I wank off, nothing to see when I cum, noisy mostly.”

I laughed, “Yeah, you can be loud at times, so your turn?”

“OK, you want to watch me, wank me or lick me?”

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“All three. Joking, don’t mind.”

Denise decided she would reciprocate, stripping naked again she lay on my bed, and began to work her pussy with increasing attention on her clitoris and also her nipples.

Five minutes later Denise orgasmed, she had taken her time, built her orgasm up slowly, edging I guess it was, then she took herself over the edge. I was close in by then, watching her fingers work her clit, her own eyes had been closed too as she approached cumming, I could smell her cunt, wet, really wet, it had providing the essential lube for her fingers as they rubbed back and forth over her clit and flaps.

As she began to recover I closed in and kissed her tenderly on the mouth, the faintest taste of sperm remaining, probably on her lips as we kissed. I ran my fingers between her still open legs, from her wet virginal entrance up her vulva, over her pee hole and then delicately around and over her clit. She flinched as I did that, her body there still extremely sensitive following her orgasm.

“Paul, it’s too much there right now, I like what you do but you’ll just have to give me a bit longer.”

I pulled away acknowledging her body, like the end of my penis, needed to time to recover.

As we both dressed Denise turned to me and said “I thought you might touch my bum again, you know, like you did last time we were at my place.”

“Oh, right, well, I suppose I wasn’t sure how you were with that, you didn’t say anything.”

“It was nice, different, never had that done before though, I’ve been touched there, one boyfriend would also lick me there as well as my pussy sometimes, but not anything inside. It didn’t hurt or anything, I assume you know how to do it right.”

“Well, as long as it was nice, I assumed it would be…..”

“You’ve done it before then?”

“Er, yes, a bit, not much, I mean, I’ve not actually done the thing rubbing my fingers through a pussy and… er… bum before, that just sort of happened.”

“I suppose the only thing that bothered me was, well……”

“I know what you mean, yes, but it was OK. I do know about how to be sure though, you know, it’s…. well… clean.”

“Will you tell me? I’d like to try it again.”

“Oh, yeah, sure, no problem, I can do it as well.”

“You want your bum, well, felt too? Inside?”

“Well, it is nice….”

“You’ve had it done?”

“Yeah, fingers, toys, well a toy.”

“And you like it too?”

“Yes, men have a part up there, prostate, pressing it feel nice, makes me want to pee though, but I don’t of course. I’m informed most of a guy’s cum is made there.”

“Oh, so when we doing this, I mean the making sure bit?”

“Have to tell you later, sis will be home soon, I better tidy then we can use the dining table to look like we’ve been studying then once mum gets back with the car I can get you home.”

“OK, but I want to know, if I get a finger up my bum then you are too. OK?”

“Yeah, definitely want that.”

We left it at that, at least for the present and were soon looking like students as we read our text books and made notes.

In the car on the way back to Denise’s home the subject of touching her bum arose again. Denise was clearly interested, my finger must have felt good or at least had potential for more fun. I told her about the douche kit I had used, how it belonged to a friend and she seemed genuinely fascinated by the whole thing, asking lots of quite intimate details of me. In the end I suggested that one weekend we visit the nearest city and find a sex shop and get one or even one each. Denise agreed.

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Having arrived at the shop we looked about, amazed at the sort of things there were. Denise pointed out some massive cock shaped didoes and vibrators, some with two heads and we tried to guess how it all worked and where things went. We looked at cock rings, and things called butt plugs which we soon realised were to push up bums too.

At the counter the man, he was probably about 30, looked at us, it was adults only of course but he never said anything even though we were both over 18. Once he saw what we were purchasing he did suggest that some lubricant might come in handy, so we bought a small bottle for what seemed a lot of money. I wasn’t about to discuss our sex play with him but he kept looking at Denise and smiling at me, knowing it would be my cock heading up her anus pretty soon having purchased what we had. Maybe he fancied her himself, probably did. Maybe he fancied me! Having his cock up my arse hole!

Once outside I said to Denise that he’s probably in the back now having a wank at the thought of us. She playfully slapped my bum and we headed off back to the car.

We were soon both practicing with our douche kits when possible, I offered advice where I could, not that we were together doing it.

The suggestion of me using my cock in her bum never actually came up. I had already wanked off at the thought of my cock fucking her in her arse, her cunt open and her fingers frigging her clit off at the same time, what a sight that would be. Somehow I would have to work it in to either our conversations or maybe easier, just present my cock to her arsehole during sex and see how she reacts, Tricky, I thought, to get this just right. I might need some lube too if her pussy wasn’t providing enough (unlikely). Then of course there was the douching thing, would she actually get herself in the position of being ready for me there?

Then we had another opportunity to have some time alone together. Her parents had gone away for the weekend visiting her granny, so plenty of time to experiment I thought. In addition, and this was a major for me, I had told my mum that I had been invited to stay over at Denise’s home for the weekend, Friday and Saturday nights, so I would sleep with a girl for the very first time – that bit I didn’t mention - and spend the whole night together in her bed. I had high hopes of lots of sex over the weekend. My mum even gave me an extra £5 for spending money.

I arrived at Denise’s place early Friday evening with my weekend bag, her parents having left after lunchtime, they had also given her £10. Knowing in advance that my body may, with a bit of luck, be pushed to its limits in satisfying my girlfriends carnal desires I abstained from masturbation for a couple of days before, even turning down the offer of a blow job in the car on Wednesday night. I was pleased with my self-discipline, not usually my strongest characteristic, at least where my cock is concerned. So, armed with both balls fully loaded with sperm I unpacked and made sure Denise saw my douche bulb, but she didn’t offer any comment, at least right then. Hopefully she was expecting some exploration later.

Within minutes we had both stripped off and were on her bed, me with my head between her spread legs, Denise, with my cock and sometime my balls in her mouth as we both enjoyed a sloppy 69. Not long after I was standing behind Denise, my prick hard up her pussy and my bollocks slapping her arse as I fucked her as hard and fast as I could as she liked it like that. As my sexual experience had developed over the past months I could now hold my orgasm for longer, pacing myself, slowing and speeding up, getting myself to plateau so I could just fuck and fuck without a high risk of going too far when I still wanted more.

Denise had soon reached back and was wanking her clit with her right hand, her face side on to the bed now so I could partially watch her. I really enjoy watching my shaft as I thrust into her pussy lips, its shiny skin reaching from my balls to my bell end, lubricated by the fluids from Denise’s vagina.

After several minutes of clit stroking and rubbing Denise reached her orgasm, her cries loud in the otherwise empty house excited me as I too decided to cum. I focused on my bell end’s sensitivity and that soon had me approaching my own orgasm, those few seconds when just that finest of triggers sets off the ejaculation. It began, the pulsing under my balls, my cock head swelling almost too bursting point. I exploded, I knew that thick white streaks of semen had just shoot form my cock slit and instantly got mixed in with those juices from inside Denise as my thrusting continued as I came and cried out loudly.

I collapsed on top of Denise, my cock still deep inside her pussy but beginning to loose hardness, we were both breathing fast and deep through our exertions. Pulling myself up I reached her face, still turned to one side, and kissed her cheek before she tried to roll over. Eventually we end facing each other, our arms reaching out to form an embrace and our naked bodies in full contact.

After several minutes enjoying each other we finally climbed off the bed, Denise suggested we get something to eat and perhaps go out for a short time later, have a couple of drinks. Now that was OK but used up valuable time together alone, but even I needed a some period of recovery, yes I could get hard again pretty quickly but I wanted to see how far we could get with other, well, ways of having sex together, shall I say.

So, less than enthusiastic about going out, but then things perked up.

“After all that sex I need another shower, you joining me?”

“Oh, well, yes, of course.”

Obviously, I’d never been in the shower or a bath with a girl before, the nearest thing was with the other lads at school, not quite the same thing.

So, still both naked we went into the bathroom, Denise’s parents had installed a separate shower a couple of years earlier, all we had is one over the bath with a horrible curtain that wrapped around you, still I preferred it to baths. One reason being that if I wanked off in the bath me spunk would float about and get in my pubes and then its hard work picking it out, at least in the shower it gets washed away straight away.

It was a tight fit but we both managed to get in, the hot water felt good, I wasn’t sure how much actual washing we would do, but so soon after our session on the bed I was happy to just be there with my naked girlfriend.

“Here, use this sponge,” Denise said passing me hers and the shower gel bottle.

“Just a quick freshen up then,” I said as I sponged under my arms and then over my chest and then went to go between my legs.

“This is nice,” Denise said as our almost touching bodies were sprayed with the hot water, “I should do that for you really, let me.”

Denise took the sponge from my hand and rubbed the sponge back over my chest, her own tits just inches away, then she went between my legs, firstly each side of my groin, then over my balls and finally up over my now rising penis, the pressure of her hand and the sponge ensuring my foreskin was taken back as she washed me.

“Turn round.”

I turned around only to feel my buttocks being sponged under the spray of hat water, the attention there somehow caused me to open my legs a bit more, not too much in the confines of the shower cubicle, but obviously sufficient for Denise to slip her hand between my cheeks and sponge my anal area, then her finger tips found my pucker and she caressed me there with light presses to the hole in the centre, all this causing my cock to be now fully hard.

I turned around, cock swinging as I did and Denise went for me there.

“Oooohhh, that’s nice,” I said as she gave my cock extra attention, “must be my turn now.”

Denise passed the sponge to me, I added more gel and began to sponge her breasts under the stream of hot water. She raised one arm then the other for me before she turned around. I let my hand drop, washing her belly, then lower still onto her pussy, gently pressing so her vulva parted and clit, pee hole and lips were washed.

Then I began to wash her buttocks, sponging each of those firm cheeks one at a time then the sponge found her cleft too, I gave her extra attention there as she had me, allowing my fingers to make intimate contact with her anus too. Even over the sound of the water I heard her soft moans, which was encouraging I thought for a guy who now desperately wanted to fuck his girl in the arse.

Once out of the shower we dried off, Denise then said she needed to dry the ends of her hair and then sort her make-up out and would see me back in her bedroom in a while.

Eventually we were ready to head out, I expected to drive the just over a mile into town but Denise suggested we walk, it was a dry but cool evening and we could both have a proper drink that way.

We walked as suggested, I quite liked the pleasant walk in to town form her house. Once in the pub I, and I assume Denise, had a good time, we met some friends for a chat and after about two hours we set off back. During the evening I kept looking at Denise, she was certainly attractive and sexy, the thought of actually being naked next to her all night really made me feel like I had a proper partner now, OK, it was just a couple of nights, but a start.

We walked home, arm in arm, Denise had had quite a few drinks and was, well, shall I say, bubbly. I felt quite good too, but certainly capable of some more sexual activity, hopefully Denise would be too.

During the evening we had agreed to have a day out together on the Saturday. We would go to Derbyshire, have a walk in Dovedale, not too far, about an hour away. Have lunch in a pub somewhere.

Arriving back at her home from the pub we were alone once more so we hugged then kissed as soon as the front door closed. Nobody to prevent us from doing what we wanted to, no limits on noise or visits to the bathroom, we could be naked anywhere we wanted, I could have a hard-on too, wank even – well, just enough to keep me absolutely stiff anywhere I wanted to.

“So Paul, TV, music, bed? I need a wee though, back in a minute.”

It was 10:30 or so, not much on TV by then, we could have music anyway, so I went with the bed option, pretty tough choice I thought.

“OK, I need a pee as well, you go first.” I said as I headed to her bedroom, even on the way I could feel some excitement stirring in my jeans.

Denise returned a few minutes later, long wee I thought as I then headed for the bathroom.

I returned to find Denise still fully dressed.

“Oh,” I said, surprised, I had assumed she would have stripped off and be lying on the bed with her legs open for me.

“What’s the matter?

“Nothing,”

“Well, I’ve used mine, how about you?”

“Err?”

“I have a nice clean bottom, I thought you wanted to play with our bottoms?” she said now almost giggling, the four Cinzanos must have helped I thought.

“Oh, well, I didn’t think… but I can, hang on, five minutes.” I managed before rummaging in my bag and taking my kit with me to the bathroom.

On my return Denise had taken off her top leaving just her bra on. I’d already opened my shirt in the bathroom and hadn’t bothered to redo the buttons, so took it off, I’d pulled my pants and jeans back up though even with a fairly stiff prick.

We came together, kissed and I unfastened her bra with some precision, a new skill I had recently acquired. Our bodies again came together as soon as her bra had fell away and I could feel the soft form of her breasts as each pressed into my chest.

“So, two fresh bottoms to play with,” Denise whispered into my ear “want to see mine?”

“Yeah, ‘course, want me to undo your jeans?”

“They won’t undo themselves.”

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I laughed, stood back slightly taking in the sight of her perky tits and undid her top button as she breathed in, then I pulled her zip down and began tugging at her jeans. Denise assisted and soon she was kicking them across the floor, just her panties remained.

It was then that she suddenly turned towards the end of her bed and bent right over so her tits and face were again on the bed, her bum in the air. I approached and took hold of the sides of her panties and pulled them down over her cheeks, her crack appeared, then her arsehole and finally the lower part of her pussy with her small wet lips just visible.

I knew I had her permission, again I could push a finger inside her, both openings if I wanted to now, but for the present her pussy can wait, well expect for providing the wetness we both needed immediately.

“Be careful,” Denise said, I could tell she was still quite, well, relaxed, as I bought my hands to her bum and further spread her cheeks until they were wide open and nothing remained hidden from my view or reach “Paul, I trust you and you seem to know what you’re doing……”

“Just say if anything’s too much, yeah?”

“Yes.”

To be honest, I wasn’t sure how to begin, I still had my jeans on so decided to get undressed, my penis now obviously stiff, sprung free as soon as I pulled my undies down.

My hands went back to Denise, opened her up again and I looked closely at her anus - hairless, perfectly round of course, brown and then darker coloured at the centre where the ridges of flesh met. Small marks, bumps I suppose, on her skin there surrounded her opening, I’d observed similar in the porn photos. I used my index finger to stroke her there, I heard her sigh so again stoked her, then I ran my finger around and over those small bumps and the ridges of her pucker before I traced her skin down to where the opening of her vagina began. Her darker red lips, probably more engorged than usual with Denise’s current state of arousal, were slightly parted and shiny now as she became wet. I loved the way her slim thighs allowed for a well exposed pussy with space to show her perfectly formed cunt off. My finger entered, she moaned, my finger now wet was extracted and returned higher up and I touched the centre of her anal opening.

Denise pushed back ever so slightly, as if she wanted me inside her immediately. By now I could get a whiff of her pussy, both that directly rising from her lips and also from that coating my finger, that smell caused my cock to surge upright even more firmly, my glans so shiny I thought they might split open.

One thing I keep discovering when having sex, it often, very often, takes unexpected turns. What may begin as a simple fucking session often sort of gets side-tracked, but usually in a good way. Now was going to be another such occasion.

Instead of pushing my finger into Denise’s bum hole I licked it, the taste of her slippery fluid so overwhelming me that I craved for more. I lowered myself and my mouth found the bottom part of her vulva, I pushed my tongue in and tasted her tang, I pushed further until my face was up against her body, my nose must have been pressed to her anus, but right now it was her cunt I wanted, dripping wet cunt to suck out, to fill my mouth with as I pulled her by the hips back onto me. I thought I could hear her cries now as I lapped at her interior cunt walls, sucking her juices and tonguing her wildly.

Some intense passion had overcome me, somehow my face and mouth moved upwards, my tongue pulled away from her vagina but maintained contact with her body. I licked her anus.

It was something I had never imagined doing, it seemed somehow, well, obscene almost. But here I was licking her arsehole. And I liked it, I really did. There was no unpleasant taste, just another part of her body, like her mouth, a tit or her pussy, all those had been explored, perfectly naturally for a man and a woman together, now, apart from our mouths, this was the only other common part of our anatomies. I had prepared my own arsehole for exploration by Denise, but by her fingers, never considering what else could occur. Obviously there could be an object to insert, but I didn’t expect Denise to have anything like that or to even think like that.

I was aware of Denise talking to me now, slightly muffled due to her position and mine but I could make her out.

“Paul! Paul, what the hell you doing, you can’t do that, not there, stop!”

My hands gripped her hips harder and pulled her back onto my face, at the same time I extended my tongue and hoped I had aimed correctly. Fortunately her contours seemed built to guide my tongue to her hole and the tip probed just inside.

“Paul! Stop, no, you can’t do that!.......Oooohhh, oooohhhh.”

I carried on.

“Ooohh, fuck! FUCK! That’s nice, God, what are you doing to me?”

Still my tongue pushed in and out, by now I had made further progress, I was in just about as far as could poke my tongue out, maybe and inch plus, not much more. There was still no hint of any unpleasant taste so I kept going, Denise had relaxed, become more used to the rimming, as I found out much later, I was giving her. That allowed me to relax the grip on her hips and my right hand returned to her vulva which of course was still sopping wet. I began with two fingers, she was so loose there now they slipped in easily, even for her tiny pussy.

All the while now Denise was moaning, crying my name and moving her body, but not enough to displace me or to stop me poking her hole with my tongue.

I was by now tongue fucking her arsehole and finger fucking her cunt, each second I seemed to be speeding up to. Three fingers. I hadn’t had three fingers up her before, I could feel her more now, she was tighter inside with the extra finger of mine, the ribbing of her vagina wall was easily felt, the ribbing that should be working my bare bell end up to filling her with my spunk, but right now I felt was asking for a fourth finger.

My hand went in, up to my thumb joint, four fingers, opening her up, stretching her cunt wide, her wetness just incredible so again I sucked on her now open anus, it readily accepting my tongue, drawing me in almost.

Somehow, but by chance it seemed, with four finger rapidly fucking her inside my thumb had begun to slide along her pussy and was now rubbing on her clit each time I went in.

Denise suddenly let out an ear piercing scream, then almost equally loud shrieks that seemed to go on and on. I kept on my fucking, anus and cunt and clit until she pulled away and rolled over onto her bed, then curled into a ball with what sounded like sobbing sounds.

“You OK? Denise, you alright, I’ve not hurt you, have I?”

Just noises and gasps came from Denise. Other than that she didn’t move.

I climbed on the bed beside her the best I could on a single bed, held her, stroked her head, called her name softly.

After a minute or so she began to straighten up, then with a couple of deep breaths she sort of came around.

“You OK?” I asked again.

“Yeah. Sorry. What was that? What did you just do to me?”

“Fuck! Sorry. I got carried away, I didn’t mean…”

“Paul, I’m OK, its, just, well, fuck!” Denise took a moment “Wow, that was insane. I’ve never cum like that before. Never.”

“Oh,” I said, still a bit concerned but also becoming aware of what I had actually done. “So it was OK then?”

“OK? It was more than OK. You can do it again but only if the house is empty as I think I was a bit loud.”

“You did sort of scream, that’s when I thought I might have, well, injured you.”

“No, no injury, but fuck, that was amazing.”

With that I went in close and we kissed. We stayed like that for quite a while, out limbs entwined and our mouths pressed together, just coming up for air now and then.

“Paul, let me suck you off before we go to sleep.”

“You sure, I mean I can wait until morning if you like,” I said aware I was actually hard and my cock was pressing into Denise’s thigh.

“No, I want to, I’d let you in me but it feels a bit delicate right now, hopefully be alright in the morning though.”

“You sure? OK then.” With that I climbed off the bed and stood awaiting Denise, my penis fully stiff and my foreskin just drawn back and forming a ring just below my rim.

Denise took her time, she knelt before me, her lips and tongue began by working around by penis and scrotum initially, teasing me in all the sensitive areas such as where my ball sac began at the base of my shaft, along the seam of my scrotum that divided my bollocks. Then she bent my cock down and licked the drop of clear fluid that had appeared before taking my cock head fully between her lips, one hand she placed on my bum and drew me to her the other hand reached up between my legs and firmly took hold of me by the balls.

I came relatively quickly once she had my cock down her throat and my testicles extended downwards in her fingers, my cords stretched just enough to hurt and not hurt. My nice clean anus was left alone for another time.

As I approached my orgasm my hands lightly guided Denise’s head, I wanted to ejaculate into her mouth as I usually did, not down her throat. I no longer told her I was about to cum, I think she knew by now my signs and as I began to spunk she kept up her head and mouth movements on my glans and shaft to give me the intensity of orgasm she knew I liked whilst she took all my semen and I made soft cries of pleasure.

My orgasm over she stood, slightly parted her lips and made some semen appear, bubbles forming as she did, then sucked it all back in and swallowed and grinned at me.

“Paul, I hope you can do it again.”

“What I did to you?”

“Yeah, all the things.”

“Even the, well, the kisses and err, attention I gave your bum?”

“Yes, that felt incredible.”

“It, well, just sort of happened.”

“You must do it again.”

With that, we kissed, her mouth still tasting of sperm, then we finally fell back onto the bed and cuddled until we fell asleep.

I then spent the first night of my life in bed with a girl.

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In the morning I awoke early not being used to sharing a bed, we were pressed up against each other as the single bed was quite tight for the two of us. Denise slept, her warm naked body and long brown hair in contact with my own naked body, it felt incredible. I breathed in deeply, wanting to smell her, she was intoxicating, her scent amplified by her bed. I turned so I could kiss the top of her head, hopefully without disturbing her.

I hadn’t awoken as I often did, with an erection, but I could almost immediately feel myself swelling, frequent surges rapidly filled my penis as it lengthened and firmed. Not wanting to move meant I couldn’t really even slowly masturbate or even withdraw my foreskin at all. But still, Denise would be awake soon and hopefully she would respond to the man in her bed. I then remembered what she had said about her pussy, about how she had felt, well, delicate there after my fingers, four fingers, had been inserted right up inside her and then rapidly finger fucked her, only one finger short of a whole hand it occurred to me. Quite a lot of hand, for her small pussy, I thought, but women do have babies through there too so she could accommodate a guy’s hand, even just four fingers. Yes, bigger than any cock I could imagine.

Denise stirred, it was still quite early, nearly 8am as I looked at her bedside clock.

“Hello,” I said as her eyes flickered open and her lips formed a huge smile, “sleep alright?”

“Yeah. Oh Paul, that was a wonderful night, thanks, what time is it?”

I told her the time, then she moved closer and cuddled up to me, the softness of her breasts pressing into me as I too turned so we faced each other fully. Our lips met and we kissed for what seemed ages, there being no doubt in either of our minds about the state of my arousal right then as I pressed firmly into her lower belly.

“Here, let me,” she said, reaching down and taking hold of my cock, bending it down slightly against my erection and directing it between her legs. I knew she now needed to lift her left leg to allow me in, then without asking she did just that. Still holding me I felt my cock head touch wetness and I slipped in, a very slight hip movement on my part completed our union as I just glided right into her.

No more words were needed, we made love, slowly, gently, I moved in and out, our bodies mostly in contact, I loved how her breasts pressed into my chest as our lips worked together.

Hard sex, fucking, is all very well, but I loved this tender, intimate sex too, my body on hers, just moving inside her very wet vagina, long slow strokes, sometimes a burst of shorter faster strokes but soon slow and deep again.

Denise probably wouldn’t reach orgasm with just my penis, I would have to take care of her once I’d cum, but for now we just enjoyed the moment of our coupling.

I reached my orgasm after about five minutes, it was absolutely delightful to be cumming as I we kissed with her hands around my neck pulling my mouth onto hers. I gasped and moaned as I came, by breath in her mouth, my sperm in her pussy.

My hips stopped and we lay still with my penis still inside her but contracting, our heads still together but cheek to cheek, mouths now taking in desperately needed oxygen.

“That was lovely, a perfect way to wake up,” Denise said kissing me once more.

“Your turn,” I said, “will you straddle my face.”

I turned and lay on the bed as Denise extracted herself and climbed over me.

“You don’t have to, we can get up.” Denise said.

“I want to, anyway I love how it tastes, me and you all mixed up.”

I watched as Denise moved herself up the bed and along my body. Her young breasts wobbled as she did, her nipples rosy and clearly aroused. I soon lost sight of them and her belly appeared only to be replaced by a view of her abdomen then tits above as the now strong aroma of her cunt with my sperm up inside it reached my nostrils and within moments, the wetness of her vulva touched my face.

My tongue had instinctively stretched out to greet her, licking upwards and gathering both my semen and her juices as it made its way to her partially exposed clitoris, her open thighs stretching the space between her legs so that the hood of her clit had pushed the bud itself just into view. I gorged on the wetness there, the taste of my spunk and her lubrication mixed in that incredible cocktail of sex, then having swallowed all I could began to focus on bringing Denise off.

My hands went to her bum and pulled her to me, my tongue lapping rapidly away at her clit. Denise orgasmed. I licked, holding her to my face as she cried out, not allowing her to escape my tongue fucking of her most sensitive spot.

The girl writhed on my face, eventually she freed herself from me, a series of slender threads connecting my lips to her pussy broke as she pulled away.

“Paul, I needed that after all, I could feel your cum running out, hope it was alright?”

“It was incredible, pleased you came too.” I said looking up at her, her hair trailing down across the sides of her face as she gazed at me from on top. Then she bought her hands together at her breasts, cupped the delicate form of each and squeezed herself so her nipples poked out from her fingers, the dark teats rigid with the blood forced into them by her fingers, almost like two tiny cocks.

Again we showered together, washing each other, her tits, my chest and between each other’s legs both front and rear. We dried each other off too, taking our time, just enjoying each other’s bodies, young and sexy and my penis reacted as usual. Denise took her time drying my cock, first my glans, being careful not to rub the towel too hard over the thin skin, even though I was so hard. She then dabbed the skin behind my cock head, my frenulum and then the shaft. By the time she had reached my dangling balls she had become much more vigorous and I felt each bollock rubbed and stretched as she dried me off. Finally, she reached around to my bum, dried off each of my buttocks in turn and then with one hand and the towel, pushed between my cheeks and dried me there, but taking her time, I’m sure she was just ensuring I was dry there. It was only when the towel fell to the floor and her fingers remained between my cheeks that I realised she was actually playing with my arsehole, her fingers sort of strumming me there in the tight confines of my crack.

Our faces met and Denise smiled.

“Later.” Is all she said. I knew then my anus would be the subject of some affection.

Denise’s would certainly be. I wanted to fuck her there. I had made up my mind about that.

We drove to Derbyshire, parked up and spent the day walking through Dovedale, crossing the steps over the river with all the others. Being a sunny Saturday there were a fair number of people about, mostly families and retired couples, so we behaved ourselves, just kissing occasionally when out of sight of the masses.

It was great, just me and my girlfriend, arm in arm, enjoying being with each other plus the anticipation of spending another night together and the opportunities that presented. I must admit that I found myself getting a bulge in my jeans occasionally at the thought.

We found a pub for lunch, the drinks making us quite romantic as we headed back, much more kissing and the occasional grope when we could. At one point I’d tried putting my hand up Denise’s top to feel her tits, her open coat had revealed her tight top and the shape of her beasts and I fancied a feel, but my hands were too cold and she stopped me, saying wait until later.

Shortly after that she asked me about the previous evening, what I’d done.

“Paul, what you did last night, you know, to my bum, what made you do that? I mean it was very nice, but another person’s bum?”

It felt easier, well less embarrassing, to answer now that we were side by side walking along, others around us but well out of earshot.

“I’m not sure really, I fancied a taste of your pussy, you looked so wet, I know we were supposed to explore each other’s bums having used the kit but I just got carried away. It’s helped by how close the bottom of you pussy is to well, your bum, mine looks much further. So by licking your pussy from the rear like that it well, just happened. I was licking inside you then next I was licking your hole, seemed almost automatic, a natural thing to do, then you sort of seemed excited by it so I carried on, it tasted OK, so I …..”

“Yeah, but you actually pushed your tongue inside me.”

“I know. I, well, I do it to your pussy all the time and you like that, it…anyway, it seemed sort of a continuation of that, we’ve fingered a bit so, well…..”

“Anyway, it was really nice and when you pushed all those fingers up me and began to rub my clit, well, it blew my mind.”

“Yeah, I could tell by the noise.”

We both laughed at that.

“That wasn’t too much, you know, in your vagina?”

“Not really, it stretched me but that felt good too, not painful as such but, well, pushed what I had experienced in there before. You can do it again if you like.”

“OK, great, maybe it’s a bit like when you squeeze and pull on my balls, it hurts but it’s such a turn on too.”

We carried on a little longer chatting about our bodies and what we liked. I had to stop for a pee after the beer and as Denise stood guard I found my cockhead soaked with pre cum as I began peeing behind a bush.

Before arriving back at Denise’s home we stopped off in town and bought a bottle of French red at Victoria Wine, Saturday night was being spent in we had decided.

At about 7pm Denise said she was going for a shower, I can come too she added.

We showered together again, the hot water stimulating our bodies, I was hard of course, it was difficult to say if Denise was wet in the aroused sense but I guess she would be. Still, it felt good having her soapy hand sliding up and down my cock and around my balls but when she was washing me between the buttocks that soapy hand found my hole and a finger slid inside me, the very first time Denise had properly touched my anus. I groaned as she fingered me, hoping she could hear me above the sound of the water. Then her finger was gone, her hand back sponging me all over.

We spent several more minutes under the water, I managed to slide myself inside her pussy and give her a short but sensuous taste of what she would be getting later.

“Paul, see you downstairs, the corkscrew is in the left hand drawer nearest the fridge.”

After I had opened the wine Denise appeared, she wore a short and rather tight black dress, one I’d not seen her in before. It showed off her legs and small bum and it also had an open and low neckline. Ah, no bra, I noted, her breasts firm enough to support themselves, their shape partially visible depending on how she positioned herself.

“Paul, if you want to nip upstairs, I can pour the wine and get some peanuts.”

“Oh, OK,” I said thinking that was my opportunity to clean my hole out in anticipation of some more fingers in me later. Denise had clearly thought the same.

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The wine was really good, I’m not much of a wine drinker, but, yeah, I liked that one. It certainly slipped down well. It also went to our heads somewhat, I could tell Denise had had two glasses and I felt much more carefree too. We had by then begun to kiss, just shirt pecks to start with but they soon became longer with mouths open and tongues very active, at one point Denise was just sucking on my tongue, drawing it into her lips and then letting it slide out just to be sucked back in, so suggestive of her when she was sucking on my cock.

I slid my hand along her thigh, there was no question of any resistance to me doing that, by then Denise had her hand up my shirt and was stroking my left nipple resulting in the usual straining jeans and moist glans. As my hand slowly, as in teasing my girlfriend, made its way up her leg, I discovered she had no knickers on either, my first contact was with her small protruding labia which, her being already turned-on, was wet and slimy and I soon parted it as I located her clitoris and began a very light stroking of it.

I unzipped and pushed my jeans and pants down, I needed to as my penis was nearly bent double, such was the strength of my hard-on for Denise. Almost before it sprang upright she had gripped me and yanked the skin hard back, really hard back such that my frenulum was extremely taught and my glans were pulled down at the front. It didn’t hurt, well, not much, it’s just something I might do when masturbating and wanting to achieve a quick ejaculation, the extra stimulation sufficient to bring me off.

I needn’t have been concerned, the next moment I was being stroked as she would usually do and Denise had begun kissing me again.

I soon managed to lose my jeans and pants (socks too of course), my shirt now open and Denise sucking on my right tit whilst rolling my bollocks in her right hand. I had two fingers up Denise which I moved in and out, occasionally I would try and open my fingers to feel all of her vagina, my whole hand was wet through being so close to her body. I had extracted her right tit through her dress, the conical shape pulled easily through the opening, her left breast was now completely hidden within her top.

I needed to slow her hand down, I wasn’t anywhere near ready for even my first spunk of the evening and her rubbing me was beginning to feel too good.

I removed my fingers from her pussy and tried to push additional ones in, she was tight due to the way she was lying on the sofa next to me, but she soon realised what I was intending and raised herself up allowing my hand to slip right between her legs and insert all four fingers into her with them bunched as a group, rather like a pretty thick cock would feel I thought.

Sliding down the sofa more Denise was now almost flat, just her head was raised on a cushion, her legs again opened for me and with her wetness still on my fingers. I had slid down too so we were almost lying side by side.

I took my fingers from her cunt and reached between her legs more and touched her bum hole. Denise sort of gasped, her hand slowed on me. I also pinched her nipple, probably quite hard as she flinched slightly but said nothing. I wriggled my long finger into her anus and began to feel her inside, all tight with just enough of her pussy wetness to lubricate it.

Our new position made it easier to kiss again and soon we were snogging hard, her hand working my cock occasionally as it had become more awkward for her now.

I kept returning to her cunt to keep my finger moist to enable it to go easily into her arsehole, my finger almost fully up her and now moving at a reasonably rate.

Then the kiss broke, or Denise broke it actually.

“Your turn now, will you bend over for me, to start with anyway, please?”

We both climbed off the sofa, Denise allowing her dress to drop to the floor and for her to quickly throw it over the back of the sofa. My shirt also came off leaving is both completely naked. We both took a moment to look at each other, to absorb the beauty of our young bodies, Denise’s petite but sexy breasts topped out with rosy hard nipples, her flat belly leading to that sculptured patch of pubic hair that ended just as her body divided into her luscious and by now glistening pussy. I could see her glance at my stiff penis, that part of me that would actually enter her own body and at my testicles as they bulged right below, full of my sperm and waiting to be mixed with my other fluids to provide her with the semen she so desires.

Denise then went over to a drawer and took out the bottle of lube we had bought in the sex shop.

“I don’t keep it there, obviously,” she said, “just handy for now.”

I knew what I had to do, so took my position standing with me bent right over the arm of the sofa, legs apart and my arms resting on the arm of the chair.

I couldn’t see Denise but I heard the cap being taken off the bottle and then I felt to coldness of the liquid as it touched my anus, her fingers applying it carefully to my ring and prodding the very centre where I would soon yield to her.

We’d never talked in detail about anal, I think we were probably a bit unsure about ourselves, maybe even a bit shy, that’s despite my own experiences with Linda and our bums. So what was going to happen next was, well, for Denise and I, unchartered territory.

I assumed Denise was coating her finger or fingers then she said “Ok, just say if it hurts or uncomfortable, OK?”

“I will. God, I am so horny now, just go in me.”

“OK, here goes.”

I felt her finger again touch my hole, her left hand rested on my left bum cheek, she might have held my balls or have taken hold of my cock again, but I recon she was right in not giving me too much excitement in one go.

Her finger gently probed, circled, probed again only harder. I tried to relax, to let my sphincter loosen, I pushed out a bit, I must have opened a bit as her finger entered me what felt like a short distance then came almost out, then went inside again, maybe a bit further this time. Denise repeated this action several times, pushing a little deeper in me each time.

“How’s that?” she enquired, pushing her finger in me just that bit more now.

“Yeah, good, feels nice.”

“Shall I go inside more?”

“Yes, it’s just the initial entry that needs care, once in you can finger me like I do in you. I mean in your pussy.”

“Right, I’ll add some more lube now as I think it needs it, what about your cock, want me to rub that too?”

“More lube sounds good, best leave my cock for now, don’t want to cum too soon, play with my balls though, you know what I like there.”

“OK, you also mentioned a thing inside you – postrate or something….”

“Yeah,” I said, turning to face Denise the best I could, “prostate, its where most of the cum is made.”

“What do I do with it?”

“See if you can feel it, then sort of massage it, if you get it then I’ll know as it makes me feel like I need to pee but it’s really nice to.”

“OK, but how?”

“Push your finger right in until it’s past my….my…. arse, anus, whatever, then feel downwards, it’s behind where my balls hang but inside, OK?”

“OK, right, going right in now,” Denise said, beginning to sound a bit apprehensive about her finger now stuck deep inside my anus.

“Now sort of aim down, yeah, feel that, small sort of lump, supposed to be about the size of a walnut, yeah, oooohhh, that’s it, you got it.”

“That’s all I need to do?”

“Yeah, just move your finger around, press it. Yesssss, that’s so nice.”

I felt Denise circle and probe me, it felt really intense.

“Paul, your dripping on the sofa, your cock’s dripping, the clear stuff, loads of it.”

I couldn’t see but it felt as if I would be dripping from the pressure in my bum and on my prostate.

“Can you catch it then?” I asked.

“Yeah, but I can’t hold your balls as well, OK?”

“Sure,” I said as I felt my bell end touched and well, wiped, Denise must have taken any threads of my pre cum by now. I felt her run her fingers downwards along my erect shaft again to expel any already heading for my cock hole, then she touched me where my slit was, again wiping me clean.

“There was quite a bit, at least it’s not white,” she said as I felt her finger wipe over my bum cheek followed by….. her licking me there. My skin felt cool after she had wet it with her tongue, I would have licked her finger clean if she had asked or just presented it to me.

Pressure resumed on my prostate and I moaned out loud, letting my girlfriend know how good this actually felt, her finger deep in my arsehole, massaging me.

I felt her remove her finger completely, don’t stop now I thought. A brief pause then she was back inside me, I hoped I was still slightly open for her, making it easier to get back in, but what I felt was more stretching, not unpleasant, but definitely opening me up more.

“Paul, two fingers, OK?”

“Yes, sure, please, mmmmm.” I had hoped for this, but hesitated to ask. I had wanted Denise to play with my arsehole, to become familiar with it, confident to probe me, to penetrate me and see that it was a huge turn on for me, for men.

“Not hurting?”

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“No, it’s good, go on, more,” I said still half moaning with anal pleasure and her hand now carefully regularly milking my penis and catching my secretions before, from what I could make out, licking her fingers.

I stayed there, bent over the end of the sofa, my bum in the air, my legs now widely spread, arse cheeks separated and my bum hole exposed and penetrated by Denise for the first time. My cock and testicles received some attention too, but it was the two fingers now fucking my hole and curling to prod me in the prostate which was driving me wild and probably to orgasm if not careful. However, I still had other plans for my first and largest spunk load that evening.

At times my mind kept thinking of what Denise must be seeing, I tried to imagine what I would see if I could watch her right now. Me bent over, arsehole exposed, a hand at my hole, pushing fingers in and out of me, it felt amazing, but so too did the feeling of exposure, of vulnerability in me offering my anus to this other person.

After a few more minutes I decided that we should go upstairs, hoping Denise agreed if I asked her.

“I need to calm down or I’ll cum, shall we go upstairs, easier on your bed.”

“Sure, OK. I’m so horny now I need to cum soon then you can.” She responded.

I felt her fingers pull out of me, as I straightened up I held the end of my penis in case I dripped again. I was wet but not trailing to the floor now as I had been earlier.

“We’d better wash our hands,” Denise said as we went upstairs, taking the lube with her.

As we dried our hands I took hold of her naked body, pulled her to me so her tits pressed on my chest and kissed her, her hands cupped my bum cheeks, pulling me to her so that my seemingly permanently erect penis was trapped between our bellies.

Then we walked the short distance back to her room. I guess that most guys, well, probably all, like walking around hard, their cocks sticking up and swinging around with each step as if some weapon, like the gun on a tank. It also allows the woman (or I thought, a man, say like Phillip) to see how much she has turned her man on, most times she will then want to be fucked by him, to take that penis and feel him deep inside her body and respond to his strength as he pounds her cunt and then spunks his load up her.

Back in her bedroom we kissed again, her hand stroking my length as we did so. My hand, meanwhile, was sliding through the folds of her pussy, accumulating her wetness as it did. But I was not after her pussy right then.

“Can I, would you like me to…..I’d love to…would you let me…”

“Paul, I know what you want to do. Yes, I want to try it too, but be careful, gentle, you’re cock’s bigger than a couple of fingers so take it slow, OK?”

“Absolutely, yeah, of course. You sure?” was my excited response.

Denise looked up and kissed me again so I knew she was sure.

“So, what position you recon?” I asked, hoping she would go for doggy, at least initially, so I could get inside her first.

“Like you were downstairs? Seems easy for both of us. But I do fancy being on top, you know, like riding you, perhaps once we’re going we can swap.”

“Yeah, great, love to see you riding me like when we have, well, just the usual sex.”

Denise handed me the lube bottle and turned to face her bed.

I intended to enter her vagina first, give her a good hard but short cock fuck there before moving to her bum, there taking it slow and easy.

Denise gasped, probably out of surprise, as I slid straight up her vagina and began thrusting away as fast as my hips could move, my bollocks slapping her clit each stroke.

“Paul? That was unexpected. Nice, but I thought you were going in my bottom?”

“I am, hang on.”

I gave it a moment then withdrew my cock and holding myself I raised my glans slightly from her lower lips and began to stroke her hole with it.

I then applied some lube to my erection, making sure to go right down to my balls, then to her hole resulting in the same response as I made to the cold liquid as it touched her hole and I poked it inside with a finger. Murmurs of approval.

Denise was still loose from my earlier fingering, her hole relaxed easily and I soon had two fingers in all the way, time for my penis I thought.

Holding myself again I allowed my glans to brush over her hole, then I took aim, bell end to her slightly open arse, small forward movement of my hips and I made firm contact and noticed how she yielded to me, half my knob had easily entered her already.

“How’s that?” I enquired, aware that my bell end was probably at similar to four fingers worth size wise. Well I hoped it was anyway.

“Yeah, OK, its fine. Go on, more please but slowly.”

I carefully pushed further into Denise, wanting to break through into her insides and the void there so I could really begin to fuck her. I looked down to see my shaft stuck in her tight hole, how her pucker was opened up, stretched and griping my cock and skinning my bell end, causing some tension in my pulled back foreskin as I pressed forward.

Then I was in, my bell end felt, well, not much, I pushed a bit more, it felt something, soft, not tight and gripping like just now.

“How’s that, I’m well, inside now,” I asked.

“Yes, I felt you go inside, it’s good, didn’t really hurt or anything.”

“Right, OK for me to start, you know, moving?”

Denise wriggled her bum with my cock stuck up inside of it, I felt the flexing in my shaft from side to side and accepted her invitation to fuck her.

I began to move out a bit, leaving my cock head in her hole though, then pushed forward, checking my shaft for lube, it looked OK. I began to fuck. Slowly I moved in and out, a ring of lube formed around her anus each time I pushed in but there was obviously enough to keep it perfectly slippery for both of us.

My hands now held her fairly skinny hips, well skinny for a girl I thought, allowing me to push forward and keep her in place so penetration was full length and deep. I could now feel my balls make contact with her pussy when right inside her – hurrah, I thought, I’m balls deep!

Denise began to moan as I increased my speed, my bollocks slapped more too, that felt good, the view I had was just amazing too. Her spread cheeks, the brown and then red opening - it had reddened as I fucked her, but most of all my cock, completely unyielding of course as I was just so hard, the way it opened her arsehole and the way she gripped my shaft. I wanted to see my bell end too, to see it all shiny and then to see it push into her, watch how her anus gives in to me and opens for my cock.

I then commenced pulling out, to see my knob, then to see it open her hole as I pushed my hips to her. It felt good too, better than just staying inside and sliding back and forth in her anus, the extra force I needed to open her stimulated my cock head, the visuals were amazing too I thought.

I had been pulling out and pressing back in for about a minute, maybe less, when I sensed Denise lay lower on the bed, her head briefly turned onto her face sideways, then with her right hand no longer supporting her on the bed she used her folded left arm to support her forehead.

I carried on but suddenly felt something when my bollocks slapped into her pussy – her hand had gone to her vulva and her clit. Denise was wanking herself off as I fucked her arse, same as when I’d been up her pussy.

Now this really made me happy, she was clearly enjoying being fucked in the arse and even when I fucked her pussy she’d wank herself off. I must have speeded up too, the feeling in my balls intensified as they slapped the back of her fingers working her clit. The sounds of moans and small cries began to come from the girl bent over in front of me.

In response I tried to fuck her even faster, I watched my cock go rapidly in and out, full deep strokes. Then it happened.

I can’t explain what made me suddenly imagine I was behind Phillip, it was his bum I was fucking, his bollocks mine were now slapping, not Denise’s fingers. I tried to clear my head of this thought, but it was Denise who caused it to vanish. She suddenly orgasmed and cried out really loudly as her fingers on her clit and my penis deep in her hole came together and bought her off.

I too felt close, very close to spunking off my load, but I wanted to see her riding me with my cock up her arse and her cunt open and vacant of cock.

I pulled out, took huge deep gasps of air, held my cock still, tried to focus on anything but sex. My foreskin now protected my bell end, a couple of thin milky drops fell from my hole but nothing else.

I had held it. No ejaculation, not then anyway. Denise had collapsed onto her bed, panting, her bum had closed up as her buttocks came together.

I stood there for a while longer, both of us recovering. Eventually we began to converse again.

“Wow, that was really wonderful,” Denise said, her voice still muffled by the bedclothes. “You felt good inside me, so different to being up my vagina, you left me all wide open there, just like when I bring myself off, that’s why I had to frig myself off, OK?”

“Sure, I guess I expected you to, like you do, well, when we have sex. I wanted to hold off, until you’re on top of me, I just want to see you on me.”

“OK, I still want to do that, not sure if I’ll feel you cumming though, tell me OK?”

“Oh, yeah, of course. You want me to rub you too?”

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“Have a go, it’s still a bit sensitive there, my clit anyway, up inside’s OK.”

With that Denise rolled over and I went to lie beside her, my hand went to her right breast, cupped it then sort of massaged it round and round, its soft form yielding to my hand. Denise moved her head in close so we could kiss, I felt my now semi-hard cock press against her tummy as it was full enough to be above half-mast.

We stayed like that for several minutes, savouring each other, mouths, bodies, smells. My hand had slid down to her pussy, wet of course from earlier, maybe also in anticipation of my cock again entering her other more intimate opening shortly. I reached further down, Denise responded by lifting her leg and my fingers found her anus, still slippery so I took advantage and entered her again, this time I felt her really grip my finger, her clenched anus almost stopped me moving it inside her.

“Don’t do that to my cock, will you?” I whispered to her. “It might bend and that’s painful when I’m hard.”

“I want that cock in me so no I won’t, are you hard enough yet?”

“Almost, “I responded and looked down at my penis, it was full length, I just needed the final bit of stiffness in the shaft so I could easily enter her as she lowered herself onto me.

I briefly used my free hand on myself. A few strokes and I had stiffened enough for penetration.

“I’m hard now, you ready to climb on me?”

“Yes, I’ll just lube you up and get some in me too.”

Denise sat up and reached for the lube, coating her fingers first then she applied it all around my cock head and down my shaft, even onto my ball sac when it joined my penis. I laughed, I knew she would take me balls deep but I couldn’t see my way of getting even one bollock in her with my cock in there too. But it did give me the idea of asking her if I could try pushing a testicle up inside her bum, maybe even both. I might even try with one of my own balls when performing masturbation, see if I could get it in my own bum hole. But that was for later.

I watched as she reached around behind herself and applied more lube to her hole, I could see her push at least one finger inside herself, her face just registering pleasure against the effort of twisting around to reach her opening.

Ready, she climbed over me, her tits swaying as she did so. Then squatting, she reached behind and felt for my cock, I took hold of myself and sort of passed it to her to assist, holding it there upright between her legs whilst she prepared to impale herself on me. Clearly, she was much more practiced in riding a boy and getting his cock into her vagina and with her front opening more easily reached and partially visible.

I could feel her now rubbing on my glans, I was certainly past her cunt hole as I had a good view, I’d pulled a pillow under my head just for that. She was clearly feeling for my cock head at her anus, moving me about until she felt it exactly right for her to slip down onto me. I knew needed to be fully erect, with no flexing in my shaft if I was going to enter her anus.

“OK, it’s there,” she said, and so she didn’t lose my cock she lowered herself straight onto me, I immediately felt the pressure down through my cock as my bell end pressed into her anus, then she simply slid home, my cock had vanished from my sight, only her pussy remained in vision, her small neat bush above where her cunt formed, those tidy small lips just protruding from the darker wet gash of her vulva, where my cock would normally be impaled. I looked up at her face, her look one of determination, determination to be fucked in the arse with her doing the fucking, banging down on my cock as she rode me to my spunking.

My cock repeatedly reappeared as she rode me, her thighs working with every rise and fall on me. Using her right hand on my thigh she balanced herself, her left having gone automatically to her clit which she was now slowly massaging side to side with her own wetness from her vacant vagina. She soon began to softly moan, then she began make small cries as her body responded to the attention to her clit she was giving herself, not to mention my cock moving inside her arsehole.

“Let me,” I said, reaching for her pussy to gather some of her natural lube from her now almost dripping cunt lips before replacing her fingers with mine on her clit.

“OK, you do it.” Was all she said as she rose on my shaft.

It wasn’t as easy I as I thought to rub her there, but I soon worked out where to place my hand on her abdomen, actually it was right on her bush, and then used my thumb on her clit, rubbing it back and forth. That worked as Denise began to respond, her body twitching as she rose and fell on me, then she started to moan, then with her eyes closed, began to cry out loudly.

“Paul, Paul, yeah go on, fuck me, fuck my arse, make me cum, cum in me, shoot in my arsehole, fuck, fuck…..”

Her body rose and fell on my cock, her gorgeous tits bounced up and down and sometimes making circular patterns with her prominent nipples.

Briefly I moved my hand and managed to slip some fingers in her pussy, I could feel my own penis, hard, massive, pushing against the interior walls of her vagina and colon as she pounded hard down on me, gasping now for air.

As for me, the amazing visuals of her riding me, of her tits, her face reflecting the physical effort of fucking me and the sensations she was experiencing in her arsehole, cunt and clit, all this was taking me to orgasm.

Again, fucking weird this I thought, I suddenly imagined Phillip riding me, my cock up his bum as he rose and fell on me, my hand wanking his cock and grabbing him by the bollocks too.

Then suddenly I was cumming, nothing was going to stop me now, my bell end became more sensitive and harder, the hammering sensation quickly grew deep between my legs, my thumb seemed to lose control on the clitoris it was rubbing. I shot my load.

I felt really powerful contractions, even the semen shooting up my cock tube as my slit opened wide and I let it fly, spurt after spurt, hot, white and creamy. I must have cried out too, the contractions were that intense as the tightness of her anus gripped my sliding cock head.

Although Denise had cum she still managed to keep riding me through my own orgasm, my spunk had obviously added to the lube in her bum hole as she slipped on me more easily now. I was by now beginning to lose some erection and shortly I felt my penis slip out of her, at which pint she fell forward onto my body, her hands and arms reaching for my chest as her mouth found mine.

Both somewhat breathless we kissed, taking our time to recover our senses and just enjoy the presence of the other’s body. I was during those kisses that I felt a cool patch form on my lower belly, close to my pubes, I assumed it was my semen leaking from her anal hole, still not fully closed up after my penis. Denise ignored it.

Eventually we climbed off the bed, made our way to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves up. Denise used her sponge around her bum and right between her legs, I washed my penis as usual by holding it over the side of the basin.

“Let’s have a break, then before bed we can shower together, OK?” Denise said as we dried ourselves off.

“Yeah, of course. That was absolutely amazing sex.” I said, hoping for a really powerful confirmation.

I received a massive wet kiss which seemed to last forever.

At college the next week Phillip asked if I would be interested in going with him on Saturday morning to a job at a school about 15 miles away, he would be helping out and seeing what goes on. His father’s company were to replace some electrical equipment and cabling after a problem with the electrics following the fitting of some new electric cookers in the domestic science classroom. Apparently smoke had started to come from one of the distribution boxes. I said yes, nothing much on Saturday mornings and it sounded interesting having never really seen how things get done like that.

On the Monday afterwards I met up with Phillip again, I said I needed to tell him something but not with people around, the college always being busy, so I suggested we went to the pub at lunchtime. In the pub I bought a couple of drinks and we found a quiet area and I began telling Phillip what happened.

“I couldn’t say anything on Saturday, Tony was always around and then with him dropping me off at home first afterwards. Anyway, when you and Tony went back to the stores to get the extra cables and that bigger electrical box I was sitting about when the caretaker came back, Clive was it?”

“Yeah, think it was.”

“Well, I needed to have a pee so I asked this Clive where the loos were, he gave me directions which sounded a bit hard to remember but I found them, I recon I went all around the school as it took ages.”

“Big school though.” Added Phillip.

“Anyway, I stated having a pee and almost immediately Clive appeared.”

“ ‘Found them OK then?’ he said, I made some sort of noise and focused on peeing.”

“Next thing he’s right next to me unzipping, I mean it’s a school so large boy’s toilets, but he’s really close. Next thing he begins talking to me.”

“He says ‘Nice cock you’ve got there, son,’ looking right at it. I sort of froze, I’m not used to older guys looking at me having a pee.”

Phillip nodded as if gesturing me to carry on.

“Next thing he begins pulling his cock out, I assume he needs a pee too. But he just stands there with his cock out and I can see from the corner of my eyes he’s, well, pretty big and then he begins slowly toying with it, at least he’s playing with his foreskin and his knob. I’d just finished peeing when he then says to me ‘You seen one this big before?’”

“Did you look?” Phil asked.

“Yeah, sort of had too. Well, he was big, not hard, not then anyway, but thick, I mean thick, his bell end was, well, massive, bigger than the guys in those magazines. And it’s next to mine, my cock was still out, I had forgotten to put it away after peeing. Once I looked at it he started rubbing himself more, still just his bell end again and with thumb and forefinger, but of course it got even bigger, then it started to lengthen more and it stiffened.”

“Fucking hell Paul, not sure what I’d do if that was me. Be sort of curious though, but then there’s only the two of you in an empty school. You scared?”

“A little, probably more just apprehensive, I just wish I’d got my cock away sooner as I felt mine swelling a bit.”

“Not surprised, some guy with a huge cock next to you like that, I’d probably start to get a hard on too now that I’m used to other guys.”

“Guys? Plural?”

“I meant you, it’s only you I’ve wanked with, touched each other.”

“OK, sorry. So then he said to me ‘my missus can’t get it all in her mouth or arsehole, get in her pussy though, right up her, you get yours up an pussy and sucked, son?’”

“What did you say?”

“I just sort of said yes, well I do.”

Phillip laughed “Did you say I’ve sucked you off too?”

“No way I’d do that, especially to him. That’s between just us, anyway.”

“You said you had your cock up that woman’s bum, the older one, yeah?”

“Yes, so that’s one up on him.”

“Two up, actually.”

“You and Denise?”

I smiled.

“Fuck, Paul, that’s, well,…”

Phillip was short of words. I grinned.

“So, then what happened?” He said carrying on.

“He let go of his cock and it just, well, stuck out, he was now really hard, I just stared I guess, I could see masses of pubes sticking out of his fly too, he must have been watching me as he then said ‘want to see some large balls too?’ ”

“Fuck, Paul, he get them out too?”

“Yeah, he undid his button and pulled everything down, God he was hairy but, fuck…..”

“Really big bollocks?”

“Yeah, big and hanging really low, I mean low, probably six inches from where his cock was sticking out, makes ours seem tiny. He must have been watching my face as he started laughing. ‘Proper man’s balls, eh son, really slap a cunt when she’s bent over. Let’s see yours, don’t be shy, we all have ’em.’ ”

“He said that? What did you do?”

“I undid my jeans….”

“You got your balls out for him?”

“Yeah, I was getting horny, don’t really know why but I was. I must have wanked a little bit as he said ‘Good lad, that’s it give it a wank, love to see a boy wanking himself, but you should let me do that for you.’ ”

“He said that? What you say?”

“Nothing, I just stood there and he reached out and took hold of my cock, his other hand went around my balls, then he began wanking me.”

“Fucking hell, Paul, not sure what I’d have done, he’s not a bad looking guy but he must be twice our age. So, what you do?”

“I just let him rub me, then he moved so his cock, he really was big, touched my hand….”

“You touch him?” Phillip asked, his mouth open in amazement.

“Yeah, I, I don’t know why, but I held him, I could hardly get my hand around it, it was like a can of, well, like shaving foam, that big, probably nearly as long.”

“You wank him?”

“Yes, he was slowly wanking me and obviously wanted me to reciprocate.”

“Beginning to wish I’d been there.”

“Would you’ve wanked him then?”

“Probably, just to feel what a cock that size feels like, you know, in your hand. Imagine it being mine.”

“It was massive, but thinking about it after, I wouldn’t want one that big, I recon our cocks are fine, wouldn’t mine slightly larger bollocks though, the sort than hang low and slap really hard when fucking.”

Phillip laughed “Know what you mean, about balls, but yeah, I’m content with my cock too. So, what happened next?”

“I wanked him a bit longer, he wanked me, rolled my balls a bit so I took hold of his, not only were they big but solid, really hard with no give if you’d squeezed them like we do ours. Heavy too, you could feel the weight so no wonder he said he liked the way they felt when slapping pussy.”

“Oh, maybe I’d go for bigger balls too then.” Phillip said as his hand disappeared under the table, clearly holding himself between the legs.

“You hard?” I asked.

“You bet, you?”

“Yeah, your round then.”

We both laughed.

“So, this Clive then says ‘I bet you’re a big shooter, you know, fire your cum a long way when having a wank.’ ”

“So, I just said it’s OK, then he says ‘see that mirror behind the wash basins, I’ll give you a pound note if you can get your cum higher up it than me.’”

Phillip stared open mouthed now.

“Well, I was pretty horny by then, what with him wanking me, my hand on his cock and then balls, I sort of needed to cum anyway so agreed.”

“To a wanking contest? With a guy with the world’s biggest prick? And bollocks? Fucking hell, Paul. So…?”

“We made our way over to the basins, not easy as we both had jeans around our knees by then. I could see him in the mirror, looking at me. Then he says ‘OK son, I’ll go first shall I, give you something to aim at?’ ”

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“Sporting of him.” Phil said.

“So he began wanking, he was looking at me all the time in the mirror, I think he could only see my face as we were quite close. Anyway, he was rubbing his cock, his hand didn’t go all the way round it like ours do, but his bollocks began to swing every time his hand went upwards, they did look good, must have felt great too, maybe that helped him cum. I think he shot in about a minute, the first couple of spurts easily hit the mirror, the rest, quite a few, didn’t count, landing between the mirror and the basin, the last one in the basin. By the time he had finished his first spurts were already starting to run down the mirror, plenty of it, really thick white spunk too.”

“I do like seeing another cock cum. You’ll have to wait for that drink,” he said pointing to my empty glass, “I can’t stand up yet, not with his boner.” I smiled at Phil.

“He then says ‘go on son, see if you can get your cum higher, even one spurt counts.’”

“How did you feel about all this?”

“Just wanted to get it over with really. I thought I might get close to his best shot, I’ve usually quite a good load, you’ve seen that, though I’d cum the night before with Denise.”

“Go on…”

“So, I stood where he had and, well, began wanking, he had turned now so he could watch me, face and cock. His was still huge, not hard anymore but he hung long and really heavy, like a horse or smoothing. I probably closed my eyes then and focused on my cock, didn’t take me long either.”

“I bet,” said Phillip, “I’d be cumming off quick too.”

“Anyway, I was about to cum so aimed my cock up as best I could and it hit the mirror. Guess what, I beat the fucker, by about an inch or so, but I did it, not as much as he got up there but cum, proper cum too not just the thin colourless stuff, proper thickish white cum.”

“Was he pissed off at you? Beating him?”

“Don’t think so, he just wanted to see a young guy wank off I think, so he just gave me the pound note and left.”

“He wasn’t around when me and Tony got back or when we all left, I assume he waited and then locked up.”

Phil’s penis was soon sufficiently soft to allow him to stand up and walk to the bar. I had expected him to ask more about Denise and me having had anal with her so on his return I tried changing the subject and asked him about Karen, how they were getting on.

“You and Karen having any sex yet?” I asked, thinking that I’d been really open about what had happened at the school, so it was, sort of his turn.

“Yeah, we’ve had sex, she’s good, no messing about like some girls. She gave me a wank in the car on our third date, I recon I’d gotten her so horny playing with her tits as we snogged that she let me put my hand down her jeans and feel her pussy.”

I nodded in knowledgeable appreciation of his technique with girls.

“Not sure if she came off but she seemed to like it, made quite a lot of noise. So then I just got my cock out and with no fuss she just grabbed it and wanked me off, obviously done it many times before, even gave me a tissue from her handbag to clean myself up with.”

“Considerate girl, you open your shirt?” I added.

Phil confirmed he had done and that his ejaculation in the erratic hands of Karen had still splattered all over it.

“So, yeah next time I had the place to myself we went back early and I fucked her, great tits, even had my cock between them at one stage, she says when she’s having her period she’ll tit wank me off. “

“Oh,” I said, “that sounds great, must suggest it to Denise.”

“Yeah, Den’s got nice tits too.”

“Has Karen sucked you yet?” I wanted to know next.

“Yes, but not off, finished me with her hand or we had sex. I’m not sure she’s had cum in her mouth yet, not asked.”

“Denise always swallows, she told me she’d done it with previous boyfriends and was just sort of used to it.”

“I’ll see if she will, might just get her sucking and cum without telling her, see what happens.”

“She might not trust you next time and stop sucking you though.” I suggested.

“I might stop licking her clit off too.” Phil said laughing, I laughed too.

“So, you’re getting your cock up Den’s bum then? How you manage that?”

I went on to tell Phillip, in general terms, after all we do all know each other pretty well now. I sort of challenged him to try it with Karen, see if she’ll let him touch her arsehole.

“I’ve touched it a bit, like you do when having sex, she must have touched mine to, maybe I’ll say how nice it feel if she gets her fingers around there again. Ask her to do it again then, you know, reciprocate.”

“I liked it when you touched mine, that time I told you I’d shaved it to encourage Denise to play with it.” I said, not sure what response I might get.

“You can touch mine if you want to,” Phillip came back quickly, “next wank session, OK?”

“Yeah, what about my douche kit, you could use that too?”

“So we can get fingers inside, yeah, fine with trying that.”

“Yeah, fingers.” I repeated.

“Paul?”

“What?”

“Just fingers?”

“Yes, you know, to see how you like it. I mean, I’m OK with it now, with that woman and now Denise.”

“You after more than fingers?” Phil asked, looking at me with full eye contact.

“Not sure…..maybe…..I don’t know.”

“If I fingered your arsehole and then tried to get my cock in it would you try and prevent me?”

“I. I don’t know,” I said softly, now looking down at the table, checking out the wet rings on it. “I’d probably be so horny by then and, it’d be you, so probably not.”

Phillip just looked at me, I lifted my eyes and we both stared at each other.

“What you recon to bunking off class this afternoon, going back to yours, collect the douche thing and then back home with me?”

I just nodded. My cock surged between my legs.

I’d left Phil in his en-suite with my douche bulb having shown him how to use it in case he wanted feeling up too. I’d go back in when he’d finished. I’d also grabbed my bottle of lube from home. Just in case.

I was a little nervous, to be honest. Nothing to do with any potential pain, I could cope with that, but the physical act of another man putting his cock into my arse, almost certainly cumming in me and leaving his sperm inside me. OK, it was Phillip, we’d already sucked each other off and swallowed so someway to having what the newspapers and TV termed homosexual sex anyway.

But I reckoned that it was just sex and I really liked sex, I liked anal sex with girls, they seemed to like it too so why shouldn’t I experience that too? I had no idea whether Phillip would want me to fuck him in the bum, I would of course if he did. I’d loved cumming in his mouth and I loved him filling my mouth with his sperm too.

Phillip came out of his bathroom, he was now naked, his cock sticking straight up. I looked at him, smiled and asked if it was OK, the douching. He thought it was alright and gestured to the door. I was till dressed, I think my nerves had taken over a little. Inside I undressed, filled the bulb with cold water, I preferred cold as could feel it inside better, then having applied some shower gel as lube, inserted it into my hole as usual.

A few minutes later the two of us, both now naked and with stiff cocks stood close together, then hands reached out, touching bodies. Hips, nipples, bellies, chests, bum cheeks all touched, stroked. I took a small step forward, I felt my cock head touch Phillip, it jerked upwards, a small shiny area on his belly marked where I had made contact with him.

“Paul,” Phil said softly, “I want to do it too.” With that simple statement I felt my cock taken hold of and rubbed, maybe only half a dozen strokes, after which my testicles were cupped then encircled by his thumb and forefinger and finally pulled on. My foreskin was stretched back quite firmly as my scrotum pulled down on my penis, a pleasant ache in both my bollocks developed nicely and spread to my lower belly.

With the space in front of our lower bodies taken up by our cocks and Phil’s hands I raised my hands and began very a slow delicate encircling action of both Phillip’s nipples.

Both of us began to moan and sigh as our young bodies sent waves of pleasure through us.

A couple of minutes later I was on my knees, a dripping bell end sliding back and forth in my mouth and throat, delicate hands around my ears and chin guiding my head onto Phillip’s cock, the same cock that I hoped now would shortly be balls deep in my anus.

“That’s nice, suck me Paul, take my cock, go on, a bit more,” I heard Phillip saying when my head was drawn gently onto him, his shaft slipping through my lips as more of his cock entered my throat and pressed there.

“Yes, Paul, take it, take it now before it goes up your arsehole, I always thought you’d want me to fuck your arse, you have a lovely hole. Ohhhh, that’s good, suck my bell end.”

I liked the way Phil held my head, different from just being pulled on from the back, his fingers under my chin and reaching along my jawline towards my ears now, my mouth open to accommodate his erection. I would sometimes slacken my lips, like at the dentist, a little welcome relief for the jaw, then his penile skin – that towards the base of his shaft - would form a brief roll at my lips as my head touched his belly.

We both knew we didn’t want to ejaculate just yet, this was just foreplay, probably my reward for what would soon occur.

I gagged. Not much, but enough for Phillip to pull out slightly, his glans briefly resting on my tongue. I curled it up to lick at his frenulum, he moaned.

“Sorry, got a bit carried away, you OK now?” He said looking down at me, I tried to look up at him. I managed to make a noise, not easy to talk with a guy’s penis between your lips, Phil understood though and gently guided my head into his groin again, his pubic hair tickling my nose. I could feel his glans slide along my tongue then touch the rear of my mouth, there he must have sensed more resistance, the need for both his cock and my throat to yield to the natural curvature there so I felt his fingers firm on my jaw as he drew me onto him.

By way of self-stimulation, I didn’t want to masturbate, I used both hands on my nipples, just touching the tips, circling around and flicking softly over the flat part of the teat. I had considered playing with my own nipples even more personal, a private, intimate form of self-pleasure than wanking which all men do, but I now decided Phil could watch me if he looked away from my mouth and his cock, I just didn’t care.

Phillip made more sounds of pleasure as I continued to suck and take his penis in my mouth and throat, occasionally I could taste his pre cum when he pulled back onto my tongue allowing me some respite and to take some deep breaths.

Then he withdrew, I felt his glans pull out through my lips, the larger diameter of the rim of his knob dragging through them. I knew the time had come. I felt I, we, were about to cross a new barrier, to couple more physically than we had just done, much more intimately that oral sex. We would both be leaving our semen in each other’s bodies, just as we had by sucking each other off, but this felt different.

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34 weeks ago

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Probably the horniest story I've ever read here. Thank you so much

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33 weeks ago

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33 weeks ago

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Utterly brilliant, as usual, and made me very hard reading it.

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I’d spent some time thinking about my relationship with Phil, I liked him, he was fun and good company, he was a good looking guy too, I know what a good looking girl looks like, as I do an average one or a grim specimen, the same basics apply to men too. It’s not that I particularly fancy men as such, I have a girlfriend and love the relationship I have with her, the sex is great too, she had a fantastic body, the sort that really turns me on. Phillip likes girls with large tits, for example, I prefer more modest ones. I like smaller, narrower hips on girls too, maybe a bit boy like but that’s my preference – I do equate smaller hips on a girl with being to get more of my cock inside, maybe that sounds odd, but I recon my cock would appear proportionally larger inside a smaller girl. I also think it relates to the slender hips of young men too which maybe explains why I’m here right now.

But back to Phillip. A guy with small boy-like hips, by the way. Here we are, naked and both with really hard erections, about to fuck each other for the first time and I mean fuck, cocks in bums and ejaculating in each other. I am a bit nervous? Yes I’ve been in two girls arseholes now, Phil’s should be no difference, but he has a cock and bollocks hanging between his legs, not a pussy. He will experience a very similar feel inside my anus and orgasm to myself inside him, but that’s alright. I don’t think I could ever, well, you know, kiss him, I don’t fancy other boys as a partner, I want a girlfriend, but I do like the sex side of being with other males, sharing our physical pleasures, the way our cocks perform, the visuals of ejaculation, the tastes and feel of what we both spurt.

Philip has decided I should fuck him first, that way he can learn from my experience how I approach penetrating him, after all I’m the knowledgeable one here, something I rather like for once.

“So, what’s the best position? Me bending over, you behind?” he said with a glance down at my cock.

“Yeah, easiest for getting in initially anyway, but I’ve not tried many positions, I do like having the girl on top of me, you know, sort of riding me, that way I can watch her lower herself onto me, just about watch it slide in her bum hole but I can also see her play with her pussy too and watch her tits bounce. I can see her face too, love to see her expression when she cums.”

“Right, we can start with me bent over, then maybe I can sit on you too.”

“OK, over the end of your bed should be easiest.”

Phillip moved to the end of his bed, lent forward onto his douvet, his bollocks dangling between his thighs.

“Open your legs….. a bit more, so I can get in between them. That’s it.”

I now took up my position behind him and with hands on each cheek parted his buttocks to expose his arsehole fully.

“Oh.” I said.

“What?”

“You’ve shaved your bum. It looks good, like a girls.”

We both laughed, “Yeah,” Phil said, “did it just now, thought you’d appreciate that.”

“Yeah, looks great and improves the view anyway,” I said as I reached out to stoke his hole, running my finger tip around the browner skin and then into the ridges of his pucker at the centre of which was a small opening, formed I presumed, by my pulling his buttocks wide apart. Anyway I gave him a playful poke at the very centre of that hole.

“Ooohh, that’s nice.” He said and with that Phillip shook his bum as if to get me to do more.

I then took the opportunity to cup and then feel each of his still hair covered balls, then ran my hand along his firm shaft, I had to reach well between his legs now to be able to touch his cock head which I found wet and sticky. I would have licked it had it been closer, instead I just licked my finger.

Next I reached for the bottle of lube, applied some to my fingers and told Phil it would feel cold at first.

“Mmmmm,” he moaned, “now I know I’m about to get a cock in my arse.”

“I’ll just use my fingers first, open you up and start to get inside. Just say if it hurts or is too much, OK?” I applied lube direct to his bum hole. He sort of groaned.

“Yeah, but you know what you’re doing.” Phillip responded as I again stroked around his hole a couple of times before touching his actual opening and pressing there lightly. I’d no idea whether he’d be tight or relatively easy, so I just pushed and watched. My finger tip vanished accompanied by more groans from my friend. Pretty easy I concluded, just hope I’m the same, I didn’t want to be too nervous I clamped up tight.

Now more confident I pushed more, I was soon into my second finger joint, then with one more slight thrust, in as far as I could be with one finger.

“Aaaaarrrr, that’s good.”

I wriggled my finger a bit inside his anus then made small in and out motions.

“How’s that? One finger in, OK?”

“Yeah, great, feels good, nicer than I thought it would.”

I began to move my finger in and out, slowly at first, then speeding up. He needed more lube so after a top-up I carried on fingering him, groans and moans from up front encouraged me.

“Two fingers next, maybe some feeling about inside, again say if it’s uncomfortable.

I sensed a nod.

I made a mock gun shape with my fingers and with more lube on them entered him with the longest first and swiftly followed by my index finger. Both now slid in easily, Phil was getting used to me and relaxing more.

I looked down at him, his straight back turning into broad shoulders, his narrow waist and smooth boy bum, his fair hair, I couldn’t see any of his face, it seemed almost buried in his duvet.

With my two fingers fully inserted I began to move them about, I could clearly feel I was completely though his anal sphincter as there was no grip on them apart from inner part of my fingers. I tried to locate his prostate, pressing down where I had located mine own through feeling for it, I could just about sense something, but a louder moan from Phil suggested I had him there. I probed him again, he finally spoke.

“Fuck, Paul, that’s good, do that some more…….yeah, oooohhh, so nice….mmmm”

“Mine’s like that too, wait till my cocks doing that.”

Phillip let out a long ‘fuck’ as I massaged him some more.

“It feels like I need a piss though.”

“Yeah, it does that.”

I bent down and glanced between his spread thighs, as expected a trail of glistening pre-ejaculatory fluid led from his cock hole to the floor, unlike Denise, I wasn’t going to bother about the furnishings.

I slowly withdrew my two fingers and again acquired the bottle of lubrication, this time I generously coated my penis with it, from the tip to where the shaft flared out around the top of my bollocks – I was going right inside Phillip.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Your cock going in?”

“Yeah, just say, you know.”

Phil nodded again.

Moving forward I aligned myself so my penis would enter him straight, at least initially, then moved even closer so my hips were arched back and able to thrust forward easily. I had a good grip on my cock, I knew it might require some pressure on his hole to enter him at first. My glans touched Phillip’s anus, I had so longed to see this I realised, to make that most intimate of contact for two men to achieve, like making love to a woman I thought, but for men this is making love too.

Fuck! What am I doing?

My cock knew, so did my hips as both pressed forward, probing, probing, firmer and firmer, my erection unyielding, my bell end as shiny as ever as the film of lube glistened in the light. It looked large compared with the hole it was thrusting against, the brown skin stretching as I pushed at the heart of the pucker.

“You OK?” I asked.

“Yeah, keep going now, I want you in me.”

I playfully slapped his bum and pressed, my bell end began to disappear, entering into Phillip. I pressed forward, my rim had gone inside, now just the upper part of my shaft to enter.

Quite a loud cry came from the bed.

“OK? Too much?” I asked somewhat concerned.

“It’s OK, just take it steady and let me get used to it. Fuck, you feel big.” Phil said, taking a few deep breaths, presumably to recover from the sharp pain he’d just felt.

“How’s that now?” I asked, his breathing sounding now almost back to normal.

“It’s OK, this may sound odd, but it now actually feels good having part of a cock stuck up my arse, even though it’s not moving yet.”

I slapped his bum again.

“Another minute?”

“Yeah, I could get used to this.”

I stayed still, fingers of both hands were on his bottom and I began to stroke him, just lightly across his cheeks. After about a minute he gave me the nod to continue.

I dribbled some more lube on the four or so inches of my shaft still visible and pressed slowly inwards, my glans felt like my foreskin was being tightly pulled back, Phil’s anal entrance still provided a fair amount of resistance to my penis, I quite liked that as it fully exposed my cock head so it felt really good sliding inside his anus. When I’m in a girl her loser vagina often allows my foreskin to partially cover my glans and I lose some of the pleasure in it. However, I does help me last longer.

The next moment I was in. Right inside, yes, balls deep, my hips had thrust forward and I’d literally just slid right in.

Just like with Denise, I could now feel the gentle pressure on my testicles, Phillip’s own balls hanging just a short distance away now. I hoped both pairs would slap together as I began to move inside him.

I looked down, our bodies together, joined internally. I had actually fucked Phil in the arse. Alright, I still needed to get thrusting and then spunk off inside him, but, technically, I’d fucked a man. I took a deep breath.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

I began to move, same as I’d done with the girls. Long, slow stokes to begin with, keeping my knob fully inside him initially to get myself used to the sensation and the relative tightness compared to a cunt. I could pull out and re-enter once we’d really got going and he was used to me and I was used to an anus. With both our legs now open I began to feel the swing of my balls, my grip on the young man’s bum and hips had strengthened considerably now, holding onto him firmly, pulling him back onto my forward thrusting hips so my hard cock shot rapidly into him and my swinging bollocks began to contact his own dangling pair.

Both of us were now breathing more heavily, sounds confirmed we were enjoying the sensations of male to male coupling, of a penis in a tight smooth hole, the entire surface of its glans, foreskin and shaft providing exquisite levels of sexual arousal and my eventual orgasm.

I continued to fuck Phillip, I was in a rhythm now, in out, in out, the slap of my bollocks on his each inward thrust. To be honest, the physical sensation was similar to the girls, my cock in a hole, tighter than a vagina of course, even Denise’s, but almost the same level of stimulation until I’d passed through his actual anus itself and into the void of his colon. What was different of course, was this was another man. That took it to a whole new level of mental excitement, the taboo of it.

I soon felt I was getting close, I had to slow down, to breathe, to think of other things. I looked at the ceiling and slowed down.

Our testicles had ceased colliding, that was such a great feeling to, the rhythmic slap of my bollocks on his, both of us would have been enjoying how each ball felt as they came together. But now it was one less area of stimulation I thought, I was now just making long slow strokes into Phil, his ring where I entered him surrounded by lubricant, a trail leading down to his ball sac.

“That’s good,” I heard come from the bed “feels really nice.”

I felt like I had successfully postponed my orgasm and could once again speed up. But decided to add more lube to my knob and shaft first, something I managed without missing a stroke.

Now replenished I began to fuck again. Properly fuck, rapidly reaching a really fast full depth penetration, bollocks on bollocks again, some angle too, that gave more resistance to my cock head inside his anus, but once through there was little stimulation.

Again, the whole sexual experience I was now having was taking me to orgasm, however, I felt more in control this time, better able to pace myself.

Then, and we’ve all been there…

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“I’m gonna cum, I cumming, aaahhh, fuuuuuck, fuuuuck, ooohh.”

I shot my load. In Phillip’s arsehole. Ten or so insanely intense seconds of throbs, spurting fluids and sensitivity as I filled his rectum with my semen.

I tried to keep going, I managed about a couple of dozen more strokes, it being easier with my spunk also acting as lube inside, before my softening penis folded as I attempting to penetrate Phillip one more time.

I sort of collapsed over him, my body on his back, penis hanging between his bum cheeks. We were both breathing quite fast with the energy just expended together. No words for now.

I felt contented, odd somehow, but contented as I lay over Phil, the warmth of his body, knowing my sperm were inside his body and not just being digested this time.

A few minutes later we were again standing, both now flaccid.

“So, how was that?” I finally managed to ask.

“Incredible, the stretching, you know, in my arse, suppose it hurt a bit, but not bad, not enough to say anything or stop you after you’d finally got right inside. Loved our balls slapping mine, that felt really good and the bit where you, well, sort of changed the angle, liked that too, is that what made you cum so suddenly?”

“Reckon so, was alright then it must have been the extra resistance, really felt that on my cock head and just behind it, I think that made me cum. Sorry about that, still we could get you on top of me another time. You ever close?”

“A bit, would have cum if I’d wanked, loved that on my prostrate….”

“Prostate, no r,”

“Yeah there, fingering felt good. Now you, but let’s grab some tea or whatever first. Yeah?”

“Good idea.”

“We better put our jeans and a shirt on, just in case anyone turns up unexpectedly.”

Over tea I asked Phil if he could feel me cumming inside him.

“Not sure, you were moving fast, it definitely felt more slippery, like with extra lube, I assume that was your cum doing that.”

“Oh, OK. I did try and pull back a bit once I’d started to cum, there’s not much to feel deep inside so I wanted to get my end in your anus, it felt tighter there and really good on my knob.”

I glanced down at Phil’s jeans, he hadn’t bothered to zip up and the front had remained open, his pubes mostly on show, but now his cock was about to pop out. He had an growing erection and I could see the almost bent arc of flesh trying to force its way out.

He noticed me looking, put his mug down and flicked himself so his cock sprung out, another flick and his bell end was exposed.

“You ready for this?” he said looking straight at me.

I felt my own penis surge against my fully fastened zip. I was.

“Yeah, we going up?”

I put my mug down next to his and we headed back up the stairs.

Phillip closed his bedroom door and within seconds we had both stripped off. He was one hundred percent hard now, my own penis was getting there too, some redness around my foreskin now visible due to the earlier action.

“So, how do you want me to do it?” Phillip asked as he began to stroke my left buttock with his right hand, “same as you did to me or what?”

“Don’t mind. I’d like to see you though, you know, doing it to me.”

“Oh, I don’t mind either, you want to ride me?”

“What if I lay on my back and pulled my legs up?”

“And I go between your legs? Yeah, let’s see if that works.”

I climbed onto Phil’s bed, positioned myself at the end of the bed and lay back, then I decided I needed a pillow for my head which Phil passed me.

I raised my feet up and pulled my legs back, opening them at the same time, my hands reaching to grip them behind my upper thighs.

“Is that OK?” I asked.

Phillip looked, I could see him working out if I was correctly positioned for him.

“You need to come forward a bit more, so you arse is right at the edge of the bed, let me…”

He grabbed me by the hips and dragged me forward about six inches.

“Yeah, should be OK, now open a bit wider, yep, I can see your hole now.

Not only that but he had my now stiff cock and my bollocks to play with too, and hopefully, I thought, he might even try and wank me off as he fucks me – or I could have a go if he holds my legs back.

Phillip moved in between my legs, his cock in his hand, I strained my thighs back to my chest to expose myself to him as much as possible, I wanted him to see my anus and that I was giving myself to him He looked at me then began to stroke his cock head between my legs, from my anus to my own penis, over my scrotum and testes, round and around he went, teasing me. Then he began to slap his length on me there, he hit me on the side of my anus, then my perineum several times then on the base of my cock and around my…..

“Fuck! Ooohh, my bollocks!” My hands left my thighs and instinctively I cupped my balls.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to hurt you, I must had slapped it harder that I thought ……”

“It’s OK, it, it just sort of surprised me, you know, a hit in the balls. Doesn’t actually hurt much, just wasn’t expecting it. It was just my left one anyway.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m fine now, feels alright. Just a bit of ball ache.”

“You like that though.”

“Yeah, I do a bit.”

“Want another cock slap then?”

“Well, OK then, yeah.”

With that I again grabbed my thighs and opened wide for Phillip. He held his cock and began to slowly slap his cock head onto each of my balls in turn, each one being spaced from the other by the base of my penis which bulged out between where my balls would normally be hanging.

I gasped slightly at each strike, probably more so when he hit my left ball as I always found that one more sensitive than the right one, especially after he had already got it.

Phillip watched me intently as he carried on slapping my testes, I assumed he waited for me to say enough.

“OK, that was good. Thanks.”

“That nice?”

“Yeah, can still feel it, as I said, not too painful, a good ache in each one, but it just sort of excites me but also makes me feel, well, used.”

“Used?”

“You know, someone doing stuff to me, stuff that I can feel. Probably a bit too difficult to explain properly. We can talk about it later, but now I want you cock.”

”OK. So, you’re hole’s wanting to be used?

I laughed and really pulled my legs back and wide, again fully exposing myself.

Phillip located the lube bottle, applied plenty to his full length and then squirted another dollop onto his fingers.

“Ooooohh, God, that’s good,” I said as the cool lube touched my bum hole, “yeah, ooohh…..” as he lubricated me internally. I felt his finger move in and out, then he kept twisting his finger around before pushing right inside and curing his tip around the inside of my anus. I tried tensing my hole whilst he lubed me, he would look up at me and grin each time I did that then just push harder.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

Bell end touched anus, young man groans as he awaits his fuck in the arse.

Phillip held his penis in his right hand, his left took hold of my right leg close to where my own hand was, then he began to prod, each time looking up at me to gauge my reaction.

“That’s good,” I told him, “go on, a bit more…..mmmmm.”

I could feel some force now, it did hurt a bit as he pressed his knob into my anus, maybe I wasn’t yet relaxed enough. I took some deep breaths and pushed out to meet his cock. Phillip kept up a regular probing as if waiting for me to yield and open up, something I desperately wanted to do.

Another push, I flinched as a shot of pain came from my arsehole, that did hurt but it was at a level I could stand – wanted to stand, to endure until …

I cried out, much louder than I had intended, it just came out. Phillip immediately looked up at me, all movement ceased.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to ……Oh fuck, it’s in…”

The sudden stab of pain had subsided, replaced by a sensation of being stretched, I knew what had just occurred. I tried to look too but from my lying position I couldn’t actually see beyond my cock and balls, except for Phil who now seemed very close indeed.

“I think some’s gone in,” I managed “it’s tight, but, er, OK.”

“I’m nearly all in, sorry about that but you sort of just gave and, well, I just shot up you. I’m nearly in to my balls.”

I let my head drop back onto the pillow, my neck had begun to ache trying to see where Phil’s cock had got to in me, my penis had softened too and was lying on my belly. I used my hand from the leg that Phillip was holding to give myself some strokes, to firm myself up gain.

“Let me do that,” he said, “you just relax, I’m going to start moving, OK?”

“OK,” I said, letting go of my cock and using my fingers on my right nipple “I think I’m OK now, you felt really big going in, good though.”

Phil smiled at me and I felt his hips begin to move, initially outwards but then he was soon moving into me again, I wanted him all in, every inch of him, as he had taken my full length.

He soon entered a phase where he could slide his cock in and out of me with ease, it felt good for me too, my anus had grown used to the size of the knob using its length as a gateway to my void inside, to where his spunk would be deposited shortly. I was relaxed, I was having sex with a man, I was enjoying the physical and social experience of it. I liked Phil, I trusted him, I hope he felt the same about me, that this wouldn’t be the end of our friendship, but ideally a parallel one to the girls where the mutual needs of two young men could be satisfied.

“How’s it feel?” Phillip asked as he watched his penis disappear into me.

“It’s great, I recon I could stand this all day.”

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“This must be the same view Denise gets when I’m fucking her, cunt or arse.” I said now intently looking at Phillip as he swing his hips back and forth, slowing down then speeding up, just as I would in a girl.

“How’s my arse compared to pussy? Much tighter?”

“Yeah, tighter, I need to push harder even now and we’ve been going a few minutes. Just going to add some more lube, hang on.”

Phil stopped moving and grabbed the bottle, and applied a new cold collop to his shaft then pushed back into me all the way.

“Better?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think it was getting a bit dry, feels nice and smooth again now. I can feel your knob pushing up me and then through inside, that feels really nice, then the bit where you pull back and that seems to pull the inside of my arse out a bit.”

“You want me to keep going?”

“Def, just loving seeing you there fucking me, obviously it feels great too. I like it that we can just chat lick this too, what do you think?”

“I agree, don’t talk much with Karen or most of the other girls when we’ve been fucking, don’t know why, but just seem to, well, fuck.”

“Me and Denise do talk a bit, but not like this.”

Phil was now just sliding back and forth into my bum hole, it felt really nice, the extra lube had definitely helped. I alternated my glances between the action below my waist and Phillip’s face, he would look down and then at me too.

“Will you give my balls a feel?” I asked looking straight at Phillip.

“Sure.”

Phil began to knead my ball sac with one hand, soon he felt each testicle, squeezed it then pulled on it until my scrotum was stretched out, then he turned to the other one, that was my left. It was still pretty sensitive after Phil’s nobbing of it earlier. His fingers began to press into the firm flesh as he took hold of it and increased his grip in readiness to pull on it. I knew I couldn’t or wouldn’t stop him, I’d just have to endure the ball ache for that short time.

“Ooooohhhh,” I moaned.

“Your ball still delicate?” Phil said as he loosened his grip and pull on it.

“A bit, it’s Ok though, don’t mind.”

Phillip released my testicle and took hold of my penis again, I had softened somewhat, not flaccid, but not enough for it to stick up in the air. His fingers, well thumb and forefinger actually, held me just below my glans and he began to move my foreskin slowly back and forth over my now swelling knob, trying to coordinate his hips movement with his fingers.

“How’s that?” he asked.

“That’s good, ball aches almost gone, I find wanking seems to make it go away.”

My cock had stiffened quite quickly under his hand and I was now being slowly stroked, I didn’t expect to cum again just yet, I wanted the man in me to cum first. I wanted to watch him, see his face as he looked down at me then down at his cock as he fucked me, then at my cock as he wanked me. I wanted to study his face, to see the pleasure grow in his own body as he fucked, as he fucked me.

My finger tip flicked my nipple. I pinched it. Hard. Very hard. I held the grip, I almost felt it too but for the cock now sliding in and out of my anus, long deep strokes – from almost the glans to the press of his testicles on my bum. That and my cock being wanked. Maybe nipples and balls are the same, their sensitivity lessoned by being wanked, so perhaps cocks win in the pleasure states.

“You close?” I asked, observing him and having seen him wanking off or me wanking him off many times now.

“Not far, I just want to last a bit longer, you?”

“Same, close but not about to shoot.”

We continued like that for another couple of minutes, then I sensed a change in Phillip.

I could hear him breathing deeper now as he moved faster and faster, his face one of concentration as he not only fucked me but somehow he managed to keep his hand moving on my shaft.

I looked up at him once more, his upper chest had begun to flush, if I could see them then his bollocks were almost certainly rising too. His breath now came in shorter gasps, I knew what was now about to happen.

I sensed his hand no longer wanking me but now gripping my thigh as he approached orgasm. I could feel every thrust of his bell end in my arse with those seemingly random off line thrusts really pushing into the wall of my anus stimulating not just my arse but his bell end too I assumed.

“Yeah, yeah, gonna cum, cumming….oooohhh, ooohhh,” Phillip cried out as he ejaculated inside me, his buttocks thrusting wildly at me and like with me, his entry now lubricated by my cum as his throbs released his semen, his face a cross between being in pain and extreme pleasure, his eyes half open.

I’d managed to grabbed my own cock just as Phil had let go and carried on wanking really fast, the effect of seeing him orgasm bought me off too, a couple of thin streaks of spunk shot from my hole and landed on my belly, more just dribbled over my fingers until I just let go.

Phillip’s ejaculation petered out, he became still, his cock still up my arse but shrinking fast and poised to just slip out at any moment.

“That was, well, wow,” he said, “it’s so tight compared to a girl, really grips you cock and all that resistance each time you go in. No wonder you like anal, fuck, so do I now.”

“Yeah, it is good and with girls you can spunk without condoms too. You need to get up Karen’s arse.”

“Yeah, definitely.”

“Maybe say you can go in bare so she can feel you shoot your load up her, she might like the idea of that.”

“Good idea.”

“Even if she can’t you’ve still had your cock up her bum and hopefully she’ll take it again.”

Phil laughed and as he did I felt his cock slip from my hole. I couldn’t be certain if I’d felt his spunk going into me to be honest, there was so much movement in there plus me wanking off too. I did feel a trickle of something from my bum hole, probably his semen leaking out.

Phillip suddenly moved away, went into his en-suite and came out with a whole toilet roll. He pulled a few sheets off and wiped me around my anus. That surprised me, such an intimate thing for a guy to do for another.

“Just cum and lube. Here, let me get that too.” More sheets were torn off and then he dabbed my belly, collecting the remains of my sperm. He even took hold of my penis, now soft of course, retracted my foreskin and wiped that part of me too. Finally he attended to his own bell end.

I glanced at the bedside table and his clock, nearly four.

“I better be getting back, my sister will be home by about now, that OK?”

“Sure, we better clean up properly, you go first, I’ll sort the bedroom.”

A few minutes later we were heading to my home, Phil had put the lube bottle and douche kit in a carrier bag along with some books of his as a justification for the bag, I would take the books to college in the morning for him.

That night I lay in bed thinking about what we’d done. I didn’t feel the need to masturbate, which was unusual for me.

However, just thinking about having a cock up my bum and Phil’s spunk still in there made my own penis twitch. I turned onto my side and reached back between my buttocks. I felt for my hole, it was a bit tender, not painful, just, well, more sensitive to a push. I felt fully closed up now, no signs of the anal dilation I felt after being fucked. I was still incredibly sensitive there and I felt myself starting to become aroused.

Turning onto my back again I threw back my duvet as far as my belly and began to stroke my tits with just my finger tips and nails as I often did now. The duvet soon tented a bit lower despite having two layers there.

I carried on for a few minutes enjoying the sensation in my nipples, my erection solid and I suspected wet even after the day’s activities. I sneaked a look under the duvet, my foreskin still covered my end so I just touched myself there. Sticky. I licked my finger.

Three minutes later I had ejaculated into my hand. I left no evidence.

I saw Denise for the following three nights that week. No proper sex was possible but we managed to bring each other off whilst in my car, I’d found a quiet lane with a farmer’s field entrance where we could park. I had no concerns there about my cock being out and Denise, when she wasn’t wearing jeans or trousers would often get her legs on the dashboard on the passenger’s side so I could get to her pussy with my fingers, otherwise it was jeans down and hand in between her legs. Depending on how things just worked out I would be either wanked off or sucked off. I preferred being sucked off.

Phil had suggested we all go out as a four at the weekend, his parents were away on the Friday night so we could go back there. Then we both had the opportunity of having sex, Phil and Karen in his room whilst Denise and I could stay in the lounge. Sounded great.

On the Thursday evening I was chatting with Denise, she’d been talking with Karen and the subject of oral sex had come up. Although Karen had asked her to say nothing, Denise though she could tell me about their conversation.

“Phil wants her to swallow his cum, she’s sucked him off a few times now but never swallowed. She says the thought makes her queasy, she just about tolerates the taste but finds the feel of it horrid.”

“Tricky one. I really appreciate you, you know, just, well, getting on with it, swallowing with no fuss. Is Phil frustrated with her? He’s not said anything to me about it.”

“Karen thinks he’s OK really, rather get sucked off and not swallowed than not sucked off at all, that sort of philosophy.”

I laughed. It least I sucked him off and swallowed I thought, our secret from the girls. I had no idea how Denise would react if she ever found out about us sucking and fucking each other. I assumed she’d be OK with the idea of us just wanking off to porn together, even wanking each other, just stuff that lads do. Which lead me to the thought, do girls wank each other off? Probably not I reasoned, there being no easy way to do it like with cocks.

“Did Karen say if he makes a…. well…”

“Lot of cum?”

“Yeah.”

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“No, she just says she spits it into a tissue most of the time. Although she also says she sees how much he makes when she rubs him off, same as I do with you.”

“Obviously. Does it ever put you off, you know, letting a cock cum in your mouth, swallowing when you see how much a guy makes?”

“It did the first few times seeing all that white stuff, but soon after that I realised it didn’t make much difference how much there was really, so I just did it. I used to know one girl who had this boyfriend who she said made masses of the stuff, he just kept cumming and cumming, it’d be shooting everywhere. The only place she could safely wank him off was outside, that’s all they did then, play with each other.”

“So, what if I made that sort of load, what you’d do?”

“You make a pretty good load already, it’s enough for me, I wouldn’t want much more, be a waste.”

We both laughed. I leaned in and kissed Denise, showing both my affection and appreciation of her.

I was sucked off in the car later. No semen would have been found in the car either, although there was probably some traces of dried pussy wetness on the steering wheel. But only the bits I’d not licked off my fingers of course.

On the Friday I picked Denise up then headed for Phillip’s place where Karen had already been dropped off. From there we all set out in my car and headed for a local country pub. She’d asked me earlier what I thought she should wear, I suggested her dark blue silk top, one that was quite open at the top and would be great to show off some cleavage, not that her breasts formed much of one, but they were fairly visible especially when she didn’t wear a bra. With that she wore a white skirt with slits at the sides, one I really liked as it was easy to get my hand up when we were in the car.

Earlier at college Phil and myself had been chatting, he suggested we try and get the girls plenty of drinks, see if we could have some fun with them later. I assumed he was hoping to get his cock emptying in Karen’s mouth after what Denise had said. I was happy with that, Denise was always a bit, well, dirtier too after a few drinks, both in vocabulary and actions, I found her talking about me fucking her a real turn-on.

It must have been a little before nine thirty when Phillip suggested we had back, a bit early I thought, but by then the girls were quite giggly when talking together and I’d already heard them saying what they wanted to do with us guys later. Phil must have heard them too as he looked at me and grinned a few times and even grabbed himself between the legs when he thought they weren’t looking at him.

I did notice Phillip stealing peeks down Denise’s silk top, we both knew her tits could be seen at the right angle, a nipple too. Still, I found it flattering that my mate actually wanted to see my girlfriend’s tits even when out with his own girl, who was fairly well endowed up top anyway.

When we arrived back at Phillip’s home he suggested we go into the lounge, there two large sofas positioned at right angles to each other which provided plenty of space for the four of us. A square coffee table sat at the intersection of the two sofas. I sat with Denise whilst the other two went to sort more drinks, by now it was Cokes for me as I’d be taking the two girls home later.

With drinks in front of us each couple began to cosy up, Denise lay with her legs over me, her head on the sofa arm and my left arm around her. Karen and Phil were both sitting and were already kissing, a brief glance over at Phil’s jeans showed he was already hard and my own penis felt somewhat firmer with Denise lying over me.

Denise raised herself slightly in order for us to kiss too, her arm going around my shoulders, her top opening in just the right place allowing me to see her breasts within, even her left nipple was visible.

We kissed, my cock noticeably hardened and Denise would have felt it under her, my hand had also located her left tit and stroked it through the silk, its bare form moving within her top.

We must have snogged for several minutes, each of us wrapped up in our embrace, before coming up for air. My eyes had been closed whilst kissing Denise but now I looked across at Phil and Karen. Karen’s hand was between Phillip’s legs, stroking the arch that formed there. Phil had one hand between Karen’s legs too. I looked up, Phil grinned then put his hand over Karen’s hand and moved it off his bulge. Next I watched as he pulled his zip down then pushed his hand in and after a brief struggle, managed to extract his cock, his hard cock, which he then bent to touch Karen’s hand.

Surprised, Karen opened her eyes and after looking at the penis sticking up and then at Phillip, seemed to shrug and took what was offered to her.

Phillip grinned at me and seemed to mouth something but I didn’t understand him. Meanwhile, Karen’s hand was now wrapped around his cock and his foreskin had been retracted exposing the sheen of his knob. I watched as Phillip said something to Karen and her hand began to slowly move on his penis. Again Phillip mouthed something to me, then nodded his head in my direction.

I finally understood. He wanted me to get my cock out too.

By now I managed to unfasten Denise’s top completely and open it out exposing her breasts. Looking at Phil I it was obvious he could see my girlfriend’s tits by his grin. He then again nodded to his own cock and then to me, I tied shrugging to indicate how difficult it was for me to get mine out.

I pinched Denise’s right nipple, pulled on it too. Her eyes suddenly opened then she realised what I had done and pulled her top together. She then looked over to where Phil and Karen were.

“Oh.” Is all she said.

I could see she was watching Karen with Phillip’s cock in her hand as she moved it up and down. Phil’s hand was also sliding up her skirt. My own hand had already gone as far up Denise’s leg as her panties but that didn’t seem to bother her, maybe as her own skirt hid everything so it was OK.

I looked over at Phil again, he now directed his look from his own cock to Denise and back, again sending a clear instruction that my cock should also come out. By now I’d managed to let my girl’s top fall open again and expose her tits once more.

Denise seemed mesmerised by Phillip’s cock being wanked, she had seen his eyes move and I think understood what he wanted to happen. Then, after what must have been the fifth attempt at getting me to follow Phil, Denise turned her head to look at me.

“Go on.” I said.

Denise began to pull herself up so she was sitting next to me rather than over me, her breasts now out again but she seemed oblivious to that as her focus had shifted to my jeans.

She could see I was aroused, no surprise there, so she began to pull at my belt and with me breathing in had the buckle undone in seconds, then the top jeans button and I heard the sound of my zip being pulled down.

“Up.”

I raised my bum from the sofa and Denise tugged at my hips, pulling both my jeans and pants down together as far as my knees. She then settled back on the sofa so the couple opposite could now gaze at my own hard cock. Karen had sort of come round and although her hand still stroked Phil she was watching us with interest, I think she was also checking out Denise’s tits, her own still covered up.

Phillip again looked across and gestured to Denise with his hand making the familiar motion, he obviously wanted her to rub me.

“Go on, it’s OK,” I said and took hold of her hand and guided it to my awaiting erection.

Phillip in the meantime had pushed his own jeans and pants down and his balls were also now on display like mine were. Not only that but Karen, now just realising what’s actually happening here, has pulled her top off over her head and is about to unfasten her bra and release her fairly large breasts.

I could see Denise watching, her own breasts still exposed but her silk blouse still on.

Phillip had a hand to Karen’s right breast as soon as her bra dropped away, her prominent dark red nipples emerging from sizable pink areolae, then he leaned in and guided her right nipple to his lips and began to suck and flick at it, his hand still cupping the breast and pushing it to his face.

We both knew that Karen had large tits, not excessive by any measure but full, shall we say and she liked to show them off. Most times we had all been out together she had worn tight tops with plenty of cleavage on show, Phil was clearly proud of her tits and could often be seen looking at them.

Me, I was very happy with Denise’s body, and to demonstrate that I too leant over drawing Denise to me and took a nipple between my own lips causing her to have to stop rubbing my penis as it was now just out of reach.

Then Phil spoke, taking all by surprise as no real conversation had taken place since we all sat on the sofas and got our cocks out.

“I would seem only fair now that the girls take their panties off and allow us chaps an opportunity to return the, well, to reciprocate the pleasures we men have been getting.”

“You’ve been fingering me for ages.” Karen said and we all laughed, Phillip then adding “True, so show us how wet I’ve made you then.”

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Karen, her tits out, just shrugged then stood up, unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Phillip had been busy I thought, her panties were pulled across to one side revealing a tangle of pubic hair, a bit darker than her dark blond head hair and prominent from the midst of her pubes were her moist crinkly lips hanging from her pussy. In fact it was a large cunt as one might say, lips to suck right in, lush and fleshy, the sort that would surround your cock as it was pulled from her twat during sex, not that any like that had ever hugged my penis as of this time.

I could see Denise looking, checking out the other girl’s pussy, probably the first one she has seen close up and aroused like her own would now be. I immediately wondered again whether girls masturbated together like lads often do. We would clearly be comparing cock sizes and shapes, our balls too no doubt, I guess girls might compare tit sizes and even shapes, nipples too maybe. Anyone can see roughly how big a girl’s breasts are but pussies, no way? Sure, they would see each other in the showers after sport, but not aroused like this, wet and ready to fuck, lips gorged with blood like our hard cocks are.

I looked at Denise, I really wanted her to take her panties off, to let Phillip see what I’d been getting all this time, how sweet her pussy is, smooth and delicate, thse inner lips just protruding ever so slightly from her labia, in complete contrast to Karen’s.

“Are you going to….” I whispered.

“You want me to?”

“Yes, I’d like you to, but it’s your choice.” I again whispered, glancing across at Phil and Karen, both watching us, Phil’s fingers were back stroking her labia from top to bottom as if he was strumming a guitar, I could see Karen’s expression change every time his fingers passed over her clitoris. Denise looked to, first at Phil’s penis, all hard, then at Karen’s pussy – open and on display except for Phillip’s hand.

Without another word Denise raised her bum from the sofa and pushed her panties down, over her knees and then managed to kick them off. Then with a sort of defiance she spread her legs wide open. The two on the other sofa both looked, I could tell their eyes were between Denise’s legs, Phillip gave his cock a few strokes, so did I in response. I couldn’t tell what Karen thought, with Denise shaved and her neat pussy compared with her own hairy vulva and prominent lips, never mind the considerable differences in their breast size and shape.

I leant over and began to kiss Denise, my right hand cupping her breast and fingers feeling her nipple. I felt her soft fingers touching my cock, not wanking me, just in contact, feeling me around my cock head, running over my slit where I was wet and then delicately stroking my frenulum using the wetness from my hole. I briefly closed my eyes to allow me to focus solely on the pleasures in my cock.

Moments later I opened my eyes and realised Phil had gone.

“Where he go?” I asked Karen, who was still there and had one hand on her left tit and the other between her legs stroking herself.

“He said he was just nipping to get something from his room, hopefully condoms ‘cos I need fucking right now.”

I looked at Denise, she turned and looked at me, her face had a look of concern about it.

“What you think?” I asked, my assumption being that if they had sex we should probably do it too.

“OK, might as well, we’re practically there already. I’ve never seen another couple having sex, have you?”

“No, well, only in magazines, but that doesn’t count.” I replied, now hopeful that all four of us would be indulging.

I whispered very quietly in her ear “I much prefer your body to hers.”

That gained me several proper strokes of my cock and another kiss.

Phillip reappeared, he had bought a large bath towel and….condoms, several which he put on the coffee table alongside the sofas.

“Paul says you won’t need these but we still do,” he said looking first at Denise then at me and then at Karen, as if making the point that with Denise on the pill I had the luxury of having my bare penis in her vagina and could ejaculate and leave my semen in her body afterwards.

“Can I just put the towel under you,” Phillip said to Denise and we’ll move over too, that way the sofa won’t get anything on it.”

We stood, I took the opportunity to lose my shirt and socks, my shoes long kicked off. Phil spread the towel along the sofa, he had also stripped completely naked now, his cock had softened too but it hung nicely I thought, enough anyway for Denise to look at it whilst he was sorting the towel.

“So, shall we take turns or both do it at the same time?” asked Phillip, Karen now right next to him with her hand on his bottom.

I turned to Denise. “I’d like to watch you two, if that’s not weird.” she said.

I must admit to being somewhat taken aback, I’d assumed we’d just fuck next to each other, not watch copulation close up. Not that there would be any actual copulation, not with Phil’s cum shooting into a teat.

“OK, sure, you up for that?” he said looking at Karen who had now began to play with the business end of his penis.

“Yeah, what shall we do?”

Then she added “Start with me bent over, that way I can, sort of, hide a bit in the cushions. Once you get going I’ll probably not care whose watching so then you have me anyway you like.”

Phillip looked at me, I nodded. Denise now had her arm around my waist and was leant right into me. My cock had risen again at the thought of watching Phil and Karen, my girlfriend took hold of me and very slowly rubbed up and down with the occasional release to fondle my bollocks.

For whatever reason we remained standing as Karen knelt on the sofa, opened her legs enough for Phillip to get between them and lowered her face into a cushion. Phillip had by now taken one of the condoms and opened the foil, we both looked on as he proceeded to roll it down his cock with the technique of an expert. One final pinch of the teat and he was prepared, standing behind Karen and ready to enter her.

I heard him ask Karen if she was ready, a muffled reply confirmed she was. Then with hands on her hips Phil came to her pussy and with her damp straggly pubic hair there now parted and her fleshy and dark red gorged labia hanging slightly open, he pressed his bell end with its floppy teat to her and entered her body.

I looked at Denise, she quickly kissed me and turned to watch, clearly very interested in the act before her.

Karen made a moan from the cushion, Phil was already half way in, she was so wet and aroused by now his entry could be swift and within a few more seconds his dangling testicles made contact with her clitoris.

Phillip then turned to look at me as he withdrew, grinned, then pushed his hips forward again, he then began to build to a steady rhythm. We could see his shaft as he withdrew, pulling with it Karen’s red lips which seemed to stick to his penis before all quickly vanished again inside the girl. By now we had moved really close, both of us together one side of the other couple, I could hear the sounds of Phil’s cock and Karen’s pussy lips from the wetness there as their bodies slapped together, then there was the smell of sex, mostly from Karen of course as Phil’s cock dragged the fluids from her vagina.

Denise continued to hold my cock, her hand had almost ceased to move, I wasn’t sure if she was concerned I might cum or her attention was now focused on the fucking we were both witnessing. It was my first time as well as hers being voyeurs like this, my sessions with Phillip meant we had no inhibitions with each other now, but adding the girls took it to a different place. I couldn’t yet foresee a time when both of us had oral or anal sex together in front of the girls, maybe different girls from these two, I certainly hoped we could somehow though. But this was fine also, great fun, with the bonus of seeing another naked girl too. The thing that really pleased me was Denise, she seemed as curious as I was to watch another couple having sex close up and seemingly willing to let herself be watched as she and I had sex too.

Phil shagged for another couple of minutes then pulled out, his cock shiny in the pussy lube coated latex, he then took some deep breaths as if staving off his ejaculation, then he seemed to relax.

“What’d you fancy now?” he asked Karen, who was now just raising her head from the pillows.

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“On my back here, like we do sometimes, OK?”

Phil said sure and waited for Karen to turn over, her full tits swinging as she did, her nipples were gorged too, standing erect from her sizable areolae like miniature penises.

Now on her back and looking wonton, she almost threw her legs wide open giving as both the clearest view of her cunt we’d had so far. In many ways it was impressive, even intimidating, her thick damp pubic hair framing it, obviously thinner each side of her cunt, thick and bushy above where her flesh comes together and up onto her lower belly. My mind leapt to the thought of Philip suddenly pulling his cock out and wanking off over her and all his spunk sticking to her hairy pussy, really taking her some getting out in the bath or shower afterwards.

Denise had now dropped her own hand, the one not on my cock, to her own pussy where she was slowly stroking her clit and around that most sensitive area of her vulva. I assumed that this was the first time she had masturbated in front of others, clearly she masturbated in front of me and I assumed the boyfriends previous to me too.

Before I could take in more details of Karen’s pussy lips Phil was sliding his cock into her again, his hands pushing her thighs even further back towards her tits. By now we had closed in even further, any initial reserve gone, the smell the sex, the vaguely fishy smell of a dripping pussy, one that I now often shared with Denise when kissing her after licking her out first. One that I now assumed she was used to, maybe even liked, I’d never had a comment or complaint from her when my wet face touched her lips.

Phil continued to penetrate his girl with vigour, her own hands, now freed from supporting her legs had found her own clit and the fingers of her right hand were frantically making circular motions over it as she bought herself to orgasm.

I could see Denise watching, seeing what another girl does to wank herself off, watching her fingers, the speed of wanking, gauging how much pressure she was using, whether she was direct on her bare clit or using he hood and surrounding flesh as a way of being able to stand the stimulation she was giving herself.

I assumed that Phillip had seen her masturbate several times already even this early in their relationship, as she would surely have watched him wanking off. Then her left hand found a tit and began to knead it before focusing on her large nipple.

Both were now making more noises, I glanced down between Phil’s legs, his balls had tightened, something I knew from our session signalled his approaching orgasm.

But Karen came first, shrieks of intense pleasure filled the lounge as she had her orgasm, her fingers kept going until suddenly she was still, gasping for breath, only Phillip pounding into her made her body move and her breasts wobble.

Another quick glance down at Phil showed two large lumps either side of his cock base as his balls pulled up into his body. I always wonder why balls do that, pull up tight and in some guys like Phillip, go up inside his abdomen, seconds before orgasm commences. I’m able to push both my balls up there too, they sometimes stay there for a while and leave my ball sac empty, an odd sight I must admit. I sometimes hold them up there with a couple of fingers, one pressing each side of my penis, trapping the testicles. Then I probe my balls to feel them in a new place, quite a new sensation, rather pleasant I think. I also like the feel as they decend back down into my scrotum and refill it.

Phillip too had his orgasm, his usual warning of ‘I’m cumming’ told me to watch his face, Denise continued to look at the point of penetration and the fast moving penis thrusting in to its balls.

I loved the sight of Phillip cumming, I obviously knew exactly the sensations he would be having, the rapid contraction under his ball sac, the pulsing in his cock and knob as semen shot up and out of it. The intensity in his bell end as his orgasm subsided and the immediate slight softening that accompanies it.

All three of us, Phillip, Denise and I looked down at her pussy, Phil was now slowly pulling out of Karen, her lips still clinging to his shaft then his glans as it appeared and the end of the condom came into view.

Phillip had remained reasonably stiff, not one hundred percent but close, his bell end was still perfectly shaped, the full teat of the condom stuck out and his glans looked pale as a thin film of cream coloured spunk surrounded them, the excess that couldn’t be accommodated in the teat itself.

I assumed Denise would have seen this sight before, before she went on the pill, but I could see her eyes glued to the sight of the whiteness of his cock head.

Still regaining his breath Phil unrolled his rubber, careful to keep his semen in the teat and then tied it off. Karen stayed still, her legs still splayed which allowed us to look down at her cunt, how dark her lips were, so wet too as they glistened in the light of the lounge.

If I was totally honest I’d have just loved to have dropped to my knees and started to eat her out, the very size of her pussy was exciting, different to both Linda, her being probably fairly average and Denise, neat, tidy, smooth, for me perfectly desirable. There is, of course the lure of the new, a first experience with someone or a different body. Girls must wonder what they will see when a young man drops his pants and reveals his cock for the first time. Some will no doubt be already virtually fully erect, others may need some further encouragement; as for the girls, some will be delighted, many disappointed, a few even frightened. My mind flashed back to the school caretaker with his massive penis, I’m certain younger girls would have been shocked by the size of him and the thought of having to get it in their mouths and then maybe up inside them.

Phillip continued to sort out his cock, taking a corner of the towel and drying his knob and some of his shaft too, his erection now almost gone and him hanging as he would normally do. It’s what occurred next which surprised us all, including the instigator, I suspect.

Karen still had her legs open, I think she was quite proud of all she had between her legs and like a guy with a massive cock was happy to show it off.

I felt Denise let go of my waist and my penis, she then moved and knelt down to where Phil had just been whilst fucking Karen. Denise’s face looked straight at the other girl’s wide open pussy, she must have taken in the aroma too, I could from here, if fact I could almost taste it. Then she turned and looked up at me as if to ask my permission or something like that. I just looked back, not sure what my expression actually said to her, whatever it was Denise turned back to the spread thighs right in front of her.

Denise lowered her head more and leant forward, her mouth touched Karen, I moving slightly to one side so I could see her tongue reach out and lick from vagina to clit, once, twice, then burry her head in the wetness of those considerable pussy lips, the way a guy would as he ate his girl out.

“Fucking hell,” I heard Phillip saying beside me, “I never had her down for doing that, I mean, I’ve done that often and its great right in there, she’s so wet and that pussy just sort of covers most of your face. Oh, fuck!”

Karen too looked down at the long brown hair now between her thighs, she didn’t attempt to stop Denise, but clearly she wasn’t expecting this. Every time Denise licked over her clit she flinched, it still being extremely sensitive there after her orgasm, but once accustomed to what was occurring we saw her place both hands lightly on Denise’s head.

I was still almost in a state of shock, not disgust, fuck, this was fantastic to watch, two women together. I looked at Phil, he was grinning, his cock was also responding, and so soon after cumming too I thought, as he was beginning to lengthen and swell. Mine was still a proper boner.

I felt Phillip touch me, as he had many times, touch me on the penis, near my knob, moving my foreskin over it. I checked the girls, Karen had closed her eyes and was just enjoying the oral attention from Denise, her face buried in cunt.

“I had no idea Denise would do that,” I said, I’ve been down on her and then kissed her loads of times, she get really wet too, so does my face.”

“You lucky fucker,” Philip said, “I want to see Karen on a cunt too.”

I laughed, then, looking down I realised that Denise had her bum exposed, her smooth neat pussy just protruding between her legs, still pert and compact but clearly visible and very inviting. I felt a light push in the small of my back from my friend.

I just dropped to my knees, shuffled into position and holding my stiff penis guided my glans into Denise.

“Yeah, Paul, fuck her,” I heard as way of redundant encouragement.

My hands held her hips and I began to have sex in front of my best friend. This time with a real girl.

Denise just carried on between Karen’s legs, I could hear the slurping sounds as Karen must had begun dripping all over again, her fingers now massaging Denise’s hair, pushing her face deeper into her twat as she lapped at her clit.

Even before I had fully entered Denise her own hand had gone to her clit, rubbing away at herself. As I slid my cock into her I could feel her fingers touching my shaft, she was wanking herself really fast now, I guess the taste of another girl’s cunt was driving her as wild as it would any guy.

I fucked Denise. I wasn’t going to last long, what with Phillip with his growing erection watching me and Karen with her ample tits in front of me plus the silky feeling of the vagina my cock was working.

Phillip came to my side, he clearly wanted to see my cock going into Denise, his hand then touched my bum, I felt his fingers slide along the crack between my moving buttocks, over my anus and onto my balls. His fingers sought out each ball, my movements made it fairly difficult for him, just as he managed to take hold of a ball my hips pushed into Denise and pulled it from his grip. He soon moved his arm behind me and with it between my legs just grabbed me by the bollocks when I was deep in her twat, then squeezed so my balls couldn’t escape his hand. It hurt, Phillip made my bollocks hurt. But fuck, did I like it?

The next moment Phillip had let me go, I couldn’t see him of course but from the noises behind me I guessed he was now wanking himself and pretty fast too as the sounds of his testicles slapping could be heard.

I carried on fucking, now safe from too soon an ejaculation, a steady rate of thrusting had emerged whilst Denise still lapped away at Karen’s pussy. Then I felt it. Heard it too. Splashes of warm fluid hit me in the small of my back and on my bum as Phillip spunked for a second time, his cries of ecstasy audible to all in the room.

That bought me closer too as it had often now that we’d masturbated together, one cumming seemed to trigger the other to cum. Then I felt a finger wipe across my left buttock, it had to be Philip scooping up his cum, then without any warning something wet pressed hard at my anus, my hole yielded and what could only be Phil’s finger pushed roughly inside of me, lubricated I assume with his own spunk. Not only did he go in deep but his finger curled down and pressed hard into my prostate. Repeatedly.

I cried out, I couldn’t help it, the surprise of having my arsehole penetrated so suddenly and so deeply then the rapid probing of my prostate triggered the most extreme orgasm I’d had. Each throb felt magnified by the finger that appeared to be wringing the spunk from deep inside me.

I just kept crying out as I came, I could feel Denise’s vagina go extra slippery with my cum as I pulsed my load into her, Phillip’s finger stuck up my arsehole moving along with my bum as I attempted to keep fucking as long as my cock stayed stiff enough to. I think Phil’s probing me prolonged my orgasm, I seemed to have more contractions although the later ones were probably dry as the vast majority of my spunk would have been expended in the first intense throbs I had experienced.

I finally collapsed over Denise, her face still smothered in Karen and her hand frigging her own clit off.

Denise then reached her own orgasm, her head lifting as she cried out and sucked in air, her fingers still massaging her clit but slower now as its sensitivity became intense and she probably couldn’t stand it anymore. By now I had been able to lift my own head and could see Karen’s open pussy, wet and gorged, such a shame Phil had to use rubbers, the sight of his sperm dribbling out of her vagina and down over her anus would have been a great end and Denise would have tasted his spunk too.

Denise now almost collapsed forward again onto Karen, I could feel the cool runs down my back from the remains Phillip’s thinning semen as I raised myself up.

Suddenly Phil appeared right next to me, kneeling too he pointed to the cunt my cock had just slipped out of. I could guess what he had seen, my spunk had begun to appear and run down from her vagina into her slit.

We both looked at each other and grinned, then without consciously thinking I moved to one side and watched as Phillip moved in, his tongue out as he managed to lower himself sufficiently to begin licking Denise out and, not for the first time, tasting my sperm.

Denise’s reaction was to arch her back and push back, oblivious to it not being my tongue inside her eating her out. She moaned as Phil licked from her clit to her anus, giving her tight butt hole a poke with his tongue each time he reached it.

Only fair, I thought, he has my spunk and Denise’s juice, Denise had Karen’s total pussy to lick out and tongue fuck to orgasm.

Eventually we all recovered, the girls went up to Phillip’s en-suite to clean themselves up and by way of fun, Phil licked the remains of his own cum from my back and bum before we too went to clean up.

By the time we two returned still naked to the lounge the girls had dressed and were talking quietly together. The looked at us and watched us dressing, our penis’s now limp, mine hanging nicely I thought, over my smooth ball sac.

We joined our girlfriends on the sofa and all four of us talked about what just happened and where we might go from here. I hoped it would be the beginning of more encounters, maybe even allowing Phillip and I to have sex together in front of the girls, or at least engage in mutual masturbation and cock sucking off. Oh, and both the girls going down on each other too, which I now almost took for granted would occur.

But all that was for the future.

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